I read that the pharma cartel in Portugal dropped the import/sales of Generics by 35%, as none pay royalties after ten years and they can be manufactured by any lab. Those Generics, cost around half of patented drugs, giving to pharma cartel a profit of around 10%, instead of normal 40%.

Cities outgrow maps, and various countries try to do the same.  World maps in the past really should have been drawn in pencil, with an eraser attached.

As I stride tentatively towards my 77th birthday, it's beginning to look like I will live forever, which makes me wish I had stopped paying those crippling life insurance policy payments years ago.

Somewhere in England, there is a ventriloquist buried with his puppet.  I'm not sure of the exact location, and obviously neither of them is going to tell me now.  Do they still speak to one another, I wonder?

A famous man... I'll be forgetting my own name next... once said, "I can stand anything except a succession of indistinguishable days."  Sounds like he wouldn't cope well with lockdowns.   

On the edge of a black hole in space, time stops.  If we move away after a few minutes, a million years might have elapsed in the rest of the universe.  I know what you're thinking, and it sounds crazy to me as well.  There must be lots of mad scientists roaming around avoiding captivity.

Working in a large organisation must be quite depressing at times.  Just think - whenever a famous person dies, someone at Wikipedia has to change all the verbs into the past tense.  While fighting back tears, if they admired the deceased. Is there such a publication as Who Was Who?

I once ate dinner in a restaurant called Chez David - where else? - in a market town in southern France called Castelnaudary, famous for a rich slow-cooked casserole known as cassoulet, of which it claims to be the world capital.