There are the colours that you dream of and there are the colours you couldn't dream up if you tried. They were here before you and you'll be long gone before their splendour fades.
But now that they've known you - and it is that way round, no mistake my dear - they take up residence in the west wing of your conscience and, boy, do they displace the cobwebs in those eaves!
There are the places that you dream of and there are the places you couldn't dream up if you tried. They were here before you and you'll be long gone before their splendour fades...
Marrakech.
[Images: Personal collection]
