Stop at East European shop for a jar of pepper spread. Always think of Mr Czekaj, who didn't really read English and chose tinned goods by the pictures. We compare jars, looking for illustrations showing peppers rather than tomatoes, though a supporting cast of aubergines would be ok. Having found a likely candidate I approach the counter, where the woman speaks Russian, and presumably Greek, but not English. Not entirely irrationally I try Polish: Papriki? No. So I point, in protest, to the picture. A fellow customer comes to the rescue. "Sweet." Ah, they are sweet peppers rather than hot. Just what we wanted in a spread. The young man says he speaks five languages. Maybe in Russian the sweet peppers are called something other than papriki. Our education continues.
And home from Prinos with a kilo of clementine oranges, leaves still shining on some. Fifty-nine euro cents (84 cents CAD, 70p UK) for a kilo.
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