Having learned to appreciate Muslim life while living in Pakistan Peter Mayne settled down to live in the back streets of Marrakesh in the 1950s Rather than watch from the shelter of a hotel terrace he rented rooms learned the language made friends & became embroiled in conspiratorial picnics hashish-laced dinners & in the enchantments & misunderstandings of the street with its festivals love affairs potions & gossip By turns used abused & cherished by his neighbours Mayne wrote their letters for them & captured the essence of their lives in this affectionate & hilarious account