It is quite difficult trying to replicate an English or American Christmas in Morocco - though with the French influence there is a certain air of Noel.
I only saw a whole turkey for sale yesterday (29th) so we had to make do with a vast turkey breast and all sorts of trimmings brought from England.
Paxo stuffing, Bisto, sausages which were frozen overnight and smuggled through - terror attack by British bangers......!
I used a piece of shiny fabric as a table cloth and we played American Kennel Club UNO after eating.
Then there was a great deal too much chocolate and some red roses.
A last photo of the fountain with its Christmas balls.I'm about to clean everything up fpr the new year. There is something refreshing about emptiness.