Duty Free?
I have been traveling quite a bit recently and indeed, I am just back from London. Me being me, I couldn’t help wondering why we still call the shops in airports duty free? Plainly, they are not or if they are, something else is wrong. I ended up asking the manager of one such store why, if the store was duty free, could I buy Maltesers much cheaper in the High St.? He didn’t seem to know so I asked about cigarettes – same price as the High St. Well, inside the EU apparently, duty free isn’t duty free anymore. It is my friends a con and I counted several items in a duty free that were more than 20% more expensive than the corner store near my Hotel in
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I think memories a strange thing. When I really want to remember something I can have a very hard time like my PIN number or someone’s name but at other times memories flood back unexpectedly. My mind, like everyone else’s I suspect, works best with images. Faces I can recall in an instant the name that goes with that face…. not so fast! It makes for those awkward moments where you are talking to someone who plainly knows you and your name and whose face seems familiar but you cannot place them at all…… Anyway, having moved back to Brno and to our apartment, I am having memories. The last time I saw my father alive was here and I can see him ever so clearly in this apartment. I
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