As you stroll through the back-streets of Sliema and Gzira, you will come across any number of small shops selling everything you never knew you wanted (and in many cases still don't). The majority of these establishments appear to be family run concerns, and seem to serve a dual purpose. As well as putting the loaf on the family table, they often double up as a type of holding cell for reluctant teenage relatives. These sons, daughters, nephews, nieces, cousins and family friends can only stare balefully out at the world from behind the counter which constrains them. No they do not want to be wasting valuable hours of their lives in this pokey little stationery store. And they will not pretend otherwise, certainly not to whichever individual may thoughtlessly come in off the street attempting to purchase something. If continuing their telephone conversation or assault on Angry Birds on the i-phone fails to dissuade said customer, then they will reluctantly concede to take your money. But they will not look happy about it.
Won't somebody help these unfortunate creatures and release them from their tiny prisons?