I have had a few myself, mainly related to people I meet and my jewellery.
Once I saw a necklace I had made for sale in a vintage clothing shop in King St. Newtown. When I asked the shop owner how she had come to have it, she said she had bought it second hand at the Bondi markets. It had originally been for sale in another shop in King St. that had closed, four years earlier. The two shops were almost in the same location.
A guy who runs the local second hand shop (and who doesn't mind a bit of Skip diving) found me a big pile of lovely old lino.(sample pictured above)
Months later I got a text message from an acquaintance, with the address of a big pile of lino being thrown out. The same lino.
And now my daughter is having singing lessons at the house where it originally all came from.