At the Bread Queue

I pass a bread shop on the corner each morning on my jog, with queues of tri-cycle scooters loaded with yellow packets of bread rolls. The smell is amazing, but I never seem to remember to take any money with me. I wanted to get a couple of photo’s of the street, as it is changing rapidly, with many of the old shops being pulled down, replaced by garish chrome shop fronts. It gave me chance to stop and get a couple of rolls to have for breakfast.