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On the way to the market we spot a lovely little snail shell. At least assuming it’s only the shell. Once took one home only to find to my dismay some time later that it had been inhabited, though the resident was no longer alive. In any case too fragile to take on a market trip, but maybe on the way back. Leave it on a stone wall.
Had been expecting to buy peanuts from the man who sells dried fruit and nuts. He’s been there every other week but today his stall is empty. Hope this is a one off. We’d miss him. He also has the best garlic we’ve bought in years.
Do buy honey from a woman who is usually there. She’s quiet and nice and two non-local men have been messing her about (non local as in neither Turkish Cypriot nor foreigners regularly staying in the area). They’re loud and look like they’re trying to scam her - I should get the last one free, I’m paying in sterling - as the jars get shuffled about. She tells him that she needs to sell at full price as she has no one supporting her. Hope that he didn’t manage to cheat her. I mutter ‘wide boy’ as we leave.
Snail shell still on the stone wall as we return so take it with us. It’s small but the design is surprisingly intricate, well beyond what camouflage would have required.
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