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Biscuit buying

Just over the road from us is the Claritas convent. The nuns live a contemplative life without luxuries but one of their hobbies seems to be baking. They sell the cakes and biscuits, presumably to make a bit of pocket money. Heaven knows whether the health inspectors get in to check that they are complying with the food handling regs. 

I went to get my Carnaval biscuits - cut into the shapes of bulls and bells. I was rather expecting a rope pull bell but, in fact, the front gate was unlocked and once inside the grounds it was the brown door on the right, the one with the notice. Through the door was a stone flagged vestibule and a serving hatch. I wasn't the only customer, in fact the youngish and very pale nun was doing quite a brisk trade.


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