The walk down to Lambousa market is always a pleasure even if there is nothing we need. And sometimes there are surprise offerings. The green beans and broccoli are every bit us nice as they were two weeks ago. The seller speaks no English but is happy to show us the price on his calculator and he has no shortage of buyers. Unfortunately the lady who sells the beautiful thick honey is not here today. We are not out but getting toward the bottom of the jar and some goes on the yoghurt every morning along with fruit and a little carob syrup.
Meet another Canadian talking to Beverley at the book stall. Robert lived in BC, practised as a doctor in the West Indies and then retired to north Cyprus with his wife who, interestingly, is Greek Cypriot but born in Girne (Kyrenia) North Cyprus before the island was divided.
Also at the market pick up a waste basket. Surplus to our requirements but (some) people getting out of cars they have parked immediately in front of our building tend to drop rubbish from their vehicles in the three foot gap between car and building. There is, in fact, a large rubbish container with lid about fifteen feet away. Free to use (or at least covered by taxes) and contents collected regularly - almost daily - by the municipality. So the question now is would the kind of person who would not take a ten second walk to a skip to dispose of his or her cigarette pack be willing to drop it in a waste basket immediately beside the driver side door? An experiment is in progress.