For those that read the blog entry I posted on Sunday, you will recall that I mentioned that Pete and I went out on Saturday night and met a guy called Tom. I do remember that he mentioned that he comes from near where I grew up in Kent but we didn't talk too much about work.
Well... my brother has been in touch to say a guy also called Tom, who is doing some decorating work for him, asked him yesterday if he had a brother living in Hertfordshire. They pieced it together and found that by pure coincidence, I had been drinking with him on Saturday night!
Tom had figured that I looked just like my brother, but just without the thick black hair.
It's a weird small world sometimes.