After checking out all of the local general stores we have chosen our favourite. It's easy to find what you're looking for and our shop keeper is really patient with us and our lack of the local language. A fortnight ago I was rebuked by our friendly shop keeper for buying bread from somebody else, and a few days ago I noticed her wrathful gaze as I walked past her shop with products from another shop. It kind of made me feel like I was in an episode of Seinfeld.
She knows we still love her though.
Note: The accessory under my right arm is not a sign of my insecurity living here. It belongs to my little boy Jack and I was holding it for him. I promise!!!
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