It was only when I came to live oop north that I came into contact with dry stone walling.
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!