
A recent CL thread debated where it was possible to buy sheet foam from in Paphos, and someone kindly indicated where such a shop could be found. The other day I had need for some foam, so the guidance provided in the thread proved useful. The shop is actually in Alfredou Street, one of the little back streets of Paphos where a hive of family business ply their trade daily, as they have probably done for generations, regardless of what goes on in the EU or the wider World.
Manufacturing of all kinds can be found as you saunter along these these back streets. From wooden furniture making to poultry ware making to iron and steel workshops. In between these islands of traditional manufacturing are cool, modern shops selling the latest designer gear and glass trinkets for the home. Popping in to a few shops with some foam in my hand (anyone know the Greek word for foam?) I was eventually directed to where I needed to be: the retail establishment belonging to Christos Misirles. This shop gave the impression it had been there for centuries...and it probably has. And whilst the inside of the shop may look a disastrous mess (see pics below), I have no doubt that the two men who served there could place their hands on anything you wanted in a matter of seconds. Certainly my foam was found in no time at all, and broadly to the specs I was looking for. And at €12 for a huge sheet (ten times bigger than I wanted), a fair price too.
Places like this give character to an all-too-mundane retail World and remind us how shopping was done in days gone by. Footfall was steady in the time I was there, and this shop might well be here for decades to come. I hope so. For my foam I was taken to an adjoining premises, instructed to ascend some rickety wooden stairs, to a loft area where different thicknesses of foam were scattered in bundles on the floor. Having selected the thickness I required I carried it downstairs, the front door was once again opened, shut and locked and we went next door to pay for my purchase. I came away happy that I had found what I wanted and enjoyed an unusual experience in the process. Long may it continue to be that way.

One entrance to Alfredou Street.

The facade for Christos Misirles emporium

Right now...what was it I wanted?

An auditor's nightmare!

How on earth do they ever know where everything is in this place?