It’s years since I saw a stick of barley sugar, and this perhaps dates Donald Hall’s otherwise quite timeless writing. But I like the resemblance of a tower to a fat, straight confection.
This is from a lovely book – Hall lived in Romania in the early part of the 20th century, and wrote this affectionate, penetrating account of a different culture and era. Romanian Furrow deserves more attention, being on a par with the likes of Laurie Lee’s As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning or Leigh Fermor’s Time of Gifts.
‘The towers looked like fat sticks of barley sugar.’
Source: Donald Hall, Romanian Furrow (London: Bene Factum Publishing, 2007 (1933)), p. 82
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