Yesterday, whilst wandering round the village Simon and Sally were accosted by a man in an old pick up truck, he basically said, but in French, "psssst, would you like to buy some fruit", well, a little fruit is always useful so they climbed aboard and off they went to the fruit farm.
The first Heather and I knew about it was the dingy arriving back at Shimshal, almost full of fruit, with Simon hanging on trying to keep it all in. Sally had been left ashore as there wasn't enough room for her.
So now we have 20+ huge mangoes, a dozen pamplemouse, scores of lemons and bunches of banana. No scurvey on shimshal from now on.
Tim