Golden Gothic

Here's another fragment of the Bradford Wool Exchange, which is widely recognised as the finest building in the city, although I only seem to bring it to you in small pieces.

Once again, the first half hour of sunshine provided the best light of the day, and the sun was just beginning to clip the very top of the south face of the building when I was walking through from the station. You may have had your fill of sun saturated sandstone, but I never will.

I'm just sneaking this blip inside the midnight deadline after a busy teaching day, and then an evening at 7yo's school Christmas show, where his main contribution was performing as part of an African drumming troupe. They were safely the loudest and most rhythmic part of the evening. His school have a sensible photography policy - fine for parents to take pictures, but a polite request not to share on social media.

penetrating ~ the darkness of the gothic ~ morning sun