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HEM wrote: ↑Fri Nov 14, 2025 5:25 pmEdeka-adjacent.jpg

Is the packaging too big or is the filet too small?

If the packaging was smaller, would you have still bought it, or would you have considered it too expensive for that amount of filet?

Will this deception prevent you buying it in the future? Will you instead look for a 125g filet that is presented in the correct sized packaging or continue to buy this product?

What was the conveyancer thinking??!

snowingagain wrote: ↑Thu May 01, 2025 12:26 pm We had lovely elderly widow living opposite us for over 20 years. 3/4 bed semi, nice garden. London house prices and UK inheritance tax prompted her only son the suggest she sign it over to him, to try and avoid the latter. He promptly sold it and put her in a tiny, tiny OAP bedsit down the road. She used to come by regularly and weep outside. Flummoxed is possibly not the word I am looking for. She was not remotely senile.

Not exactly on topic possibly mightily surprised, rather than flumoxxed. Perhaps I am flumoxxed about what to do. But a weird result of a google search for books translated from German to English by a woman I knew all my life turned up something unexpected. A diary she had written in the 1930s on a visit as 17 year old to Berlin. Including meeting Nazis and stuff. I do not think she had close relations, we never met any of them for sure. She mentioned her visists to Weimar Germany and when I moved here (for what I assumed was a brief thing) insisted I should learn German. But the diary is going for 500 euros online. I think I should get it. I mean, her relatives obviously got rid of it thinking it was worthless. She was round for tea most weeks, at weddings, christenings, funerals. So, guys, should I splash the cash?

Well, it's a lot of moola, but heck, if you can splash the cash, it sounds incredibly interesting!

snowingagain wrote: ↑Sat Jan 31, 2026 2:48 pm A diary she had written in the 1930s on a visit as 17 year old to Berlin. Including meeting Nazis and stuff. I do not think she had close relations, we never met any of them for sure. She mentioned her visists to Weimar Germany and when I moved here (for what I assumed was a brief thing) insisted I should learn German. But the diary is going for 500 euros online.

Whoah, look, nobody wants to outbit you on this... But if you would give a little bit more details about that, somebody might be able to give a less expensive source? Who is selling this private diary for <what> on <where>?

I am just trying to help here...

It is a one-off handwritten diary, with lots of postcards, flyers, photos and details of where she went, whom she met and whatnot. I guess it ended up being picked up by a dealer for a few quid. Nice idea though!

Thank you, Rewe, for informing me that these are potatoes for the air fryer.

Otherwise, I might have ended up peeling and boiling them...

Stupid me.

We have a WMF Raclette Gerät and trot it out at our annual family Christmas gathering. The grandkids love it! Since I'm not German the potato selections get me majorly confused and I am SO grateful that Edeka puts out a bag like that for Raclette Kartoffeln, even though such potatoes clearly aren't just for that purpose. Bit I'm a potato dummy who is easily overwhlemed by the vast selection and ideas about what-to-use-when, and you're certainly a potato expert.

Franklan wrote: ↑Mon Feb 02, 2026 11:04 am Thank you, Rewe, for informing me that these are potatoes for the air fryer.

Otherwise, I might have ended up peeling and boiling them...

Stupid me.


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Our favourites are "Queen Anne". Vorwiegend festkochend - not ideal for chips etc., but very tasty. And they do keep well.
We find them sometimes at our Edeka nearby.

I never pay attention to the type of potatoes I buy. Just look for the nicest ones and do everything with them. No problems.

Himself believes certain potatoes are for certain things.

I have ended up with the equivalent of wallpaper paste using waxy potatoes for mash by mistake.

Did they taste bad?

The explosive ordnance disposal service at the hospital

In Toulouse, France, a man arrived at the emergency room with an artillery shell from the First World War in his rectum. The newspaper ‘La Dépêche du Midi’ was the first to report on the incident.

The 24-year-old arrived at the hospital on Sunday night complaining of pain. He stated that he had inserted an object into his body, but did not specify what it was. During emergency surgery, it was discovered that he had a shell from 1918 in his rectum. The police were called and requested professional bomb disposal experts, who took possession of the grenade.

According to reports, initial findings indicated that there was no danger of explosion.
The explosive device was neutralised. The hospital did not comment on the incident. Le Figaro also reported on the incident, stating that the grenade was approximately 16 centimetres long and four centimetres wide.

According to Le Figaro, the authorities have launched an investigation.

Translated with DeepL.com


German article is here: https://www.spiegel.de/panorama/justiz/ ... 92b0cff9c5

In the USA about 39 000 guys rock up at ER with weird objects up their arses. The joke in the UK among doctors was "How on earth did he swallow that". What is peculiar is why do they not buy cheap safe sex toys (not an expert here, I find them a total turn off, but (butt?) each to their own, not judging.

There is a good chance that not only men show up with weird things in their orifices.

Probably the same people who shoved peas and things up their noses when they were babies. They should do a study.

Franklan wrote: ↑Mon Feb 02, 2026 4:56 pm The explosive ordnance disposal service at the hospital

Remember this?

Fraufruit wrote: ↑Mon Feb 02, 2026 7:47 pm Probably the same people who shoved peas and things up their noses when they were babies. They should do a study.

I politely beg to differ. I don't actually recall this event, but I was apparently stuffing peas up my nose when Mom was looking the other way. She took me to the doctor due to strange snorts and smells and he looked way up and pulled bunches out. Mom, 88, loves that story, and so do the Armenian-Germericans (3,6, and 9). I'll have to ask Mom exactly how old I was when the event occurred. In any case, henceforth peas were not forced upon me, and to this day I pretty much abstain from eating them.

I know I'm getting older, but I was quite taken aback today when the zygote behind the DHL counter at Rewe said DHL does not provide envelopes for express mail and never has. Did I hallucinate the yellow and black cardboard ketter-sized envelopes?

I remember a big yellow express document one for documents? Perhaps this. Page 10 in this
https://www.dhl.de/dam/jcr:3cb6e17c-1b4 ... tfaden.pdf