It doesn't matter whose brilliant idea it was, as long as it was fun

I misread today, in a display, about the iron (!) scoverzi. Scoverzi is a sort of fried cake. In fact it was not iron, but 1 RON, the new Romanian currency. Is this a sort of Freudian slip? Later, downtown, we saw a pregnant gipsy being picked up by the community police. Quite a scene and no, I am not willing to comment, nor provide additional info. Today was T's birthday. And MA's. I love you.