Down in my home county, Cornwall, granite isn't exactly very easy to break up into sizable chunks for wall making. It's more pretty substantial banks for field boundaries down there.
The longer I have lived up here the more I have become fascinated by dry stone walling. Also I believe in developing interests that are completely opposite to one's occupation.
So this year I've decided I going to take my interest in dry stone walling a few steps further ahead. I'm trying to fit one of the courses run by either the Yorkshire Dry Stone Walling Academy or, the West Yorkshire branch of the Dry Stone Walling Association of Great Britain the into one of my leave periods this year.
I also got myself a copy of "dry stone walling" by Alan Brooks.
When I picked up my copy today from my youngest daughter's home (long story) I was immediately reminded of another book when I saw the drawn figures on the cover piece - the Joy of Sex with it's hippy characters.
So now we know what they used to get up to outside of the bedroom - they were dry stone wallers!
4 comments:
Well spotted.
It hit me as soon as I pulled it out of it's wrapping paper.
So much so I had to explain to my youngest my exclamation, but luckily she's pretty broadminded and used to her father by now!
Lots of dry stone walls in Derbyshire. Often there are fossils embedded in the limestone which keep reminding me that the whole area was once a sea.
I've seen lots of people rebuilding dry stone walls. It seems like a rather lonely job, but very peaceful out there in the hills.
Quite a skillful job as well Mr Haart.
I've watched im amazement at some one re-building a fallen dry stone wall, talk about jig-saw puzzles and yet they seem to have a feeling for where each particular stones goes.
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