“CHRISTMAS FUSS IN BARBADOS IN THE 70’S Ginger immersed in the brewed sorrel was always tempting. There was also the aroma of the red English apples on the table, and ripe golden apples smelling heavenly. The smell of the new cloth, from the curtains reminded us that it was Christmas. There was also the smell of the oil skin tablecloth on our varnished table, the smell of new sheets on our bed, and not forgetting the smell of the big shaddock which sat in the center of the table.” BarbadosShaddockChristmas FussOil Skin TableclothSorrelEnglish Apples Book:Over In Away: A Collection of Stories and Poems Source: Over In Away: A Collection of Stories and Poems