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Sunday, 8 December - Friday, 13 December 2013

Sunday, 8 December 2013
Early on Sunday morning my daughter and I flew down to Gatwick, the first leg of our journey to Marrakech.  We had loads of time to kill so we caught the train down to Brighton and went to Bill's for Sunday brunch.  Delicious and so civilised.  I can highly recommend it!  We caught the train back to Gatwick and then our second flight of the day, to Morocco.  Crazy place and more of that later.

Monday, 9 December 2013
A culture shock?  I should say so.  I am not sure where to start, so won't just for now!  I am just going to allow myself to catch up with a photo a day for December, and then do a proper Marrakech post with chat later.

Tuesday, 10 December 2013
The dyers' souk.  I love colour so this was a memorable part of Tuesday.

Wednesday, 11 December 2013
Jardin Marjorelle.  The Moroccan home of Yves Saint Laurent.  An extraordinary garden and of course the legendary blue of his house.

Thursday, 12 December 2013
A last look at Morocco.  Marrakech is an extraordinary place and I only have three days' worth of memories but they will be enough to keep me going for a very long time!

Friday, 13 December 2013
So back in the old routine today.  Took the children to the school bus, took the dogs for a walk, hung up the washing, did some leaf sweeping and dismantled (finally) the runner bean frame, went to a coffee morning at the children's school and then a Tesco shop, and that was all before lunch. But all the time the last few days are rumbling around in my head.  I wrote bits and pieces down at the end of each day in Marrakech and I will go through my notes and log it all properly, together with photographs, in a longer post over the next few days.  In the meantime, there's no place like home!

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