Istanbul – Spice Bazaar – 3

This extract is from ‘Travel Tales from Exotic Places like Salford’

I made the mistake of lingering for three seconds looking at a blue T-shirt of Istanbul.
“Welcome back,” said a voice.
“Thank you,” I said.
“You have been here before I think.”
“Yes I have,” I said, “in 1999 and 1990.”
“I have been here for 15 years,” said the stallholder, “so I must remember you from 1999. You are German.”
“I am English,” I said.
“And last time you were here with three other people?”
“I don’t think so, just the one maybe and I might have been on my own.”
“You said you would come back and buy something. You are late.”