So I’m walking through our local market hearing people speaking Polish and Greek and found myself thinking “I don’t care what language people speak, or where they are from, so long as they are nice.”
I then overhear an old English gent ask the lady serving at the wonderful Indian food stall if they had anything without onion or garlic. Bless!
And then I noticed the fish stall in the photo Above with its “English and Continental”.
Funny old, mixed up, world and long may it remain so!