An excerpt from my book 'Drystone - A Life Rebuilt' and the accompanying photograph.
'Inside, snecks and jumpers lead my eye over the surface of faded, earth-toned walls: a pleasing, recursive chaos. Used as they were found or shaped with rudimentary tools; stones as big as a person, irregular and bulging, others smaller, stacked tightly and neatly like books on a shelf. Every one placed by hand more than two thousand years ago.'