Marketing

Bank holiday weekend, and the entertainment proposed by the City of Durham was a market - a "French & Continental Market", whatever that may be. The bit about markets in France got cut from my recent rant about shopping: what a bonus it is when you wake up and discover that the town in which you randomly decided to stop for the night has filled with trucks and stalls and great heaps of vegetables...

The leaflet from the tourist office urged us to

"Meet 'Inspector Clouseau' a lookalike of the hilarious French Detective & watchout for Manuel a lookalike of the crazy calamity waiter! Enjoy a taste of the continent with french style accordion music accompanying live street entertainers."

[sic], which was unnerving, but we decided to risk it, and rightly so, because we didn't meet any of those things.
( And I shopped... )