I missed prayers yesterday morning, despite the call to prayer being very loud in our apartment, I slept right through, Gill tells me I was snoring my head off, I can’t believe that was the case.

Whilst I called Friday the Muslim Sunday not only do they stop work for Friday prayers the Moroccans also have both Saturday and Sunday off as well. I can’t help getting the feeling that we Brits are hard done by.

Today seemed to be the day all the men play football on the beach, proper organised games of 7-11 a side with team shirts and a referee with whom everyone seems to argue. The sand on the beach is level and very firm, it would be ideal for cricket.

We have only seen one girl playing sport (basketball with the boys) apart of course women tourists who are kite and surf boarding.