Today in Mzuzu I saw a street vendor selling whole mice on skewers.  Lots of them.  He said they were cooked and ready to eat.  I rushed back to my guesthouse to get my camera.  When I returned for the shot, the adjacent street vendor, a guy selling homemade mops, saw me take out my camera and took exception.  GET OUT! GET OUT! he shouted, and then to emphasize his point he started banging his knife on a stone.  I saw no point in pressing the matter.  A pity, because I really wanted that photo.