Rooftops

Richard Bell’s Wild West Yorkshire nature diary, Thursday, 26th February 2009

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WHEN I draw from memory, I always reach for a terra-cotta crayon to add colour to a roof but these old rosemary tiles which probably, like our neighbour’s house, date from the late 1930s, are, overall, a much cooler, duller shade and the staining below the lead flashing of the chimney is a purplish black with something akin to the lichen-like watercolour pigment opaque oxide of chromium below.

I thought these stretchy ‘bigfoot’ socks would be perfect but when I walk up Quarry Hill they slough down into my trainers.

The search for a perfect sock continues!

Fleece jacket

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