Mother's day in France was yesterday, a few months later than the Anglo-Saxon date and a lot more sunny especially when, as I am, you're in Aix-en-Provence for a while...
I eventually worked out that the yawning guy was the flower-wrapper's son when she started yelling, "Encore du Scotch! Encore du Scotch!*" and, like a dutiful fils, he ran off to get some.
* More Scotch Tape! (ie Sellotape)
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