sunday market

On call but allowed to sleep overnight so woke up fresh to go to a country market. Could not get daughter to come. Bed too nice. So went alone.

Disconcertingly my secretary was directing traffic at the gate. She smiled and said hello as I drove past to the parking area.

There was a man selling Stick Insects.

A stall was selling olive oil from my home town.

My favourite was the cupcakes.

The surrounding countryside was a picture of rural tranquillity.

                                        Afterwards I went home for Sunday lunch with my daughter.                                                  We shared a cupcake for dessert.