Packstation awaits

Got an e-mail saying I had a new package at Packstation. Went to the Post Office with my card, typed in my ID, tapped the screen a few times and a yellow door swung open. Sure enough, a package. Took it home: it was Beckett's Letters! Have not had a chance to do more than dip into this, but one thing is terrific: they have published all his letters in French and German in the original, as well as with translation. (If people ask me if I'm fluent in German, I can now say, Well, it's about as good as Beckett's.)