Traditions in the market

 The market was even livelier than usual due to a group of  male singers bashing out harmonies based on the notions of camaraderie - and this, above, which appeared to be a song about love and a maiden. They grouped themselves around a woman and sang at her. Guessing that she was prepared, she showed no signs of alarm, merely keeping her eyes firmly shut.
And here is Madame Lenna, tottering about the market despite the buffetings of the young. Still frisky though grumbling a bit - looking forward to October when her dear neighbours will return :) (as are we all)