Miss Haversham strikes again
Yes, it’s wrapped in a veil
A couple of years or so ago we were in Seville – an amazing and enjoyable city. One of the buildings, right by a corner of the Catedral de Santa María de la Sede on the same side as the Giralda minaret, was a house under renovation.
I’d never seen a whole building wrapped in a net veiling until then. Everything around it had already been put to new purposes, painted up and generally renewed. So the one individual, dark, brooding, Spanish/Victorian looking and heavily veiled standing in the shining row definitely brought on thoughts of Charles Dickens and the Haversham bitter doom.
On closer inspection
The netting folds catch the light and softens the lines of decay.
You can sense the cobwebs, mice and old wedding cake from here.