I found a great woolshop in the Medina in Tunis. This was a "prix fixee" shop. The bloke sold wool, mohair and mixed yarns by the cone, skein and hank and I bought five hanks of finely spun, undyed lambswool for 9Dt. I shall see how it winds and knits up and then tell you more about it.
Outside the souks, the locals shop and haggle in small markets and by the side of the road. This was a ute full of fresh peas and artichokes and the man was doing a roaring trade in the main street in Hammamet
But, unfortunately for the orange seller just a couple of meters away, the police arrived and caught him unawares. The uniformed officer wrestled with the seller for his scales but it took the brute force of a plain clothes assistant to wrench them away and toss them into the police car. He also helped himself to a bunch of artichokes while the argument continued and the summons was being written out on the bonnet of the police car,