First ; I have bought postage stamps three times during the past week. None of the transactions took place at a post office. The first place charged me Euro 1.5 per stamp . . . a lot, I know but not outrageous, I thought at the time. The second place, in the red light district, charged me Euro 1.25 . . . odd, I thought and just hoped that the cards to which they became affixed would arrive. The third place, a bookstore in the station, charged me Euro .95. When I commented to the clerk about the variety of prices he told me that .95 was the official rate and that the other places must be tacking on a convenience charge. Oh, well, at least my worries about cards not getting to their destinations due to insufficient postage have been put to rest.
Second: On our first grocery shopping trip, I bought a pourable vanilla yogurt in a milk type carton. It was delicious mixed with our meusli. Two days ago, I ran into a shop and grabbed what I thought was the same carton. Turns out it is vanilla pudding; it is even more delicious mixed with our meusli. Think I’ll go have some right now.