U.B. and my notebook are safe and sound
I did the detective work without Sherlock and ended up at the Post office on my way to work this morning.
I had already spoken on the telephone, to no avail, to two other people this morning when, at eight-thirty, the lovely lady at the Post Office seemed delighted to tell me that she had my books safe and sound behind the counter. She promised that they would still be there even if I could not get there before tomorrow.
Of course I would get there before tomorrow. I could not quite believe that they were really my books that she had found until I saw them.
I think I must have thanked her about a hundred times! I felt like giving her a hug when I saw her even though I am not a very huggy person.
As I said this morning the Post Office was my best bet because I had left my paper in there before, one day last week. When I have parcels to post I jump off the bus, while still reading, right in front of the Post Office door a stop before work. Instead of putting my reading material in my bag, on two occasions now I have put it on the counter while I get out my parcels and my money.
The first time that I did this I remembered just outside the door but this time I have absolutely no memory of it at all. I do not even remember paying for my stamps. I just remember going back again because I had forgotten to buy a top-up for my phone, but even then I did not notice my books on the counter.
It does not matter now how I lost them, although it is a bit of a mystery to me, what is important is that I now have my lovely book and can now go off to bed for a good read.
I have promised myself to have Urie Brofenbrenner finished at the weekend when I hope to have time for blog postings about Amy Chua the Tiger Mother from China and the comparison between upbringing in the USA and USSR, as made by Urie Bronfenbrenner.
Thank you Rony for your iPad idea. I will be checking them out at the weekend too in between blogging and visiting the National Convention for Workshops for the Disabled that will take place in Nürnberg.
Rony schenker and Andrew Sutton on iPads-