Last month I visited Sofia, Bulgaria’s capital. It was the end of February and the weather was still cold but sunny, and it was lovely to spend time walking the streets of the city. At every corner I could find stalls selling nothing but red and white wrist bands, sometimes adorned with two small dolls made of combined red and white yarn. Not the typical postcards, magnets, been-there-done-that t-shirts that can be found in any touristic place, just red and white woven threads, sold in buy-ten-pay-one deal packages. You could see people of all kinds stopping at the stands; business men, school boys, young girls and grandmothers, all purchasing the tiny bracelets.