Axminster Market

I visited Axminster Market this morning and bought a curry which will be my treat on Saturday evening and there's always enough to freeze half for another day. I buy it without rice and then cook my own pilau rice to go with it. 
The man in front of me in the curry queue is the compost supplier for this area. He gives a significant discount to the local gardening club that many of us in this village belong to, and he delivers it to the drive in a dumpy bag. He's always referred to as "the lovely.............." as he's so popular. He also has the most beautiful golden blonde curly hair that shouldn't be allowed on a male purveyor of compost!
I also bought a coffee from a stall on the market and the stall holder came round to my side to give me a hug as he hadn't seen me for ages. 
I visited the nursing home after the market, leaving me free to go to table tennis in the next village this afternoon. The first time I've managed to get there in about 3 months.