Leading on from the last post:
Two schools of ex-pat thought:
a) treating local craftsmen as though they were elves or small woodland creatures, as in 'I've got a wonderful little man who looks after my olives/plumbing/holiday lets.'
b) treating all local people, especially local rustic people, as though they had access to some special font of authenticity, as in 'I don't know, they just seem more real than we are.'
The temptation is the second school...
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