On Sundays and Thursdays, the always interesting Andijan bazaar bursts its banks and floods the surrounding streets in a deluge of haggling, repartee and insults. Trucks deposit mountains of melons into the epicentre while fringes are devoted to pigeon fanciers, carpenters, blacksmiths, brush sellers, knife makers and skullcap embroiderers. Whatever you could want, be assured that somewhere it is for sale. Invest in a melon and a knife, settle down with a pot of green tea and enjoy the show.
