Fruit and vegetables

This lovely old man sells me fruit and veg from a tiny shop around the corner at home. The shelves are old and simple and I'm sure the scales with their weights are as old as he is.

I wouldn't trade his smile for anything modern however. It's always a delight buying from him and our exchange of a few Arabic words makes it that much more enjoyable.

I will miss the simplicity of life here, but not its causes.