Sign our fridge!

Like everyone we met in Central Asia, with the exception of some of the police, the family at this petrol station were lovely. After the older children had fuelled us up, we came into the café where the host (see the next photo) took great pains – which seemed standard, not just for us – to make the tables pretty and prepare an excellent (no doubt) shashlik (kebab) along with some real coffee.

Then one of his wives (!) arrived and one of the younger children. They too were ever so friendly and happy. And they wanted to remember us by means of messages on their shiny display fridge!