I came back from a look around and found one of the campers chatting to
Judy. She introduced herself and kept chatting. Her husband walked past
but didn't come over.
As we talked, the usual questions came up, "Where are you from?", "Where
are you going to?" etc etc.
When we told her we were from Kingaroy in Queensland, she
said "Oh, my husband used to live near there, in Nanango".
We asked his name and it was very familiar. I said that Judy had a
friend with that name. I asked the spelling and though it sounded the
same, it was spelt slightly differently.
So we forgot about the name and she told us of her history, about how it
was her first marriage but her husbands second marriage.
Judy had to check something in the van, so we talked on.
As we talked I was thinking how strange it was that her husband's name
was so close to Judy's friend's and that he'd lived in Nanango.
She mentioned how her husband had kids and one of them was named
Rhonda.
My ears pricked up and I said "Judy's friend had a daughter named
Rhonda too! "
The coincidence was too great so she called her husband over and
introduced him.
To cut a long story short, he turned out to be Judy's friend's ex
husband but we had the spelling of the surname incorrect.
Everyone was amazed and we compared notes for ages.
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