The Cypriotic workforce is most diverse. For many of them the word work is hardly appropriate. The men of the first row are not really into digging.
The guy at the top left is only gently probing the heap. He does not risk any back-ache and certainly won't come home with worn-out knees. He probably did study Bartolomeo's Best Practices rather too closely.
His colleague took a longer pole and keeps more distance; he must be a bit wary of the heap.
They both had reason to be suspicious because the heap reveals its true face on the third picture. It's a seal! The beefiest man of the shift was called upon to scare the animal away.
Our next man is actually digging. His brother lives in Thassaloniki (Greece).
A bleak future is waiting for our Cypriotic people on the road. They are gradually loosing their human traits and their heaps and foreign workers take their place.
Imported from Great Britain.
Did you notice that all men up until now went bareheaded under the hot Mediterranean sun? Some workers do wear a cap though. The sign comes in two variations: the regular flat version and another design where the viewpoint is changed in order to suggest more depth.
Import from Germany. He tries to blend in but his cap gives him away.