The washing machine broke down a couple of weeks ago, so my son and I went to the shop at the Barras for a part.
It turned out the shop didn't open till 10, (we had got there at 9), so we wandered about the area, which is looking really awful.
We passed the 'friendly street traders', who offered 'Cigarettes!, Tobacco!, one, who looked at us suspiciously as we passed him for the 3rd time stared at me and shouted 'Cigarettes!, Tobacco!, Viagra!' -