People are a bit of an infestation in places, like this new farmers market on the edge of town. Honestly, we have nice markets already where you can buy produce from the farmer, so this was a bit of a surprise. We beat a hasty retreat out of there, and will stick with the closer and more cycling fun markets in the city.
Then when we got home we decided to cut some of our own produce and bring it upstairs. Scott always cuts the stalk of bananas when it starts to ripen and hangs it under the house so the bats and possums don't eat them all. But hey! who is that! Another creature who is not originally from these shores, but who follows people where ever they go. Dear old ratus ratus, I am quite fond of him actually.