Saturday, May 30, 2015

Corrugated iron is my abomination. I quite understand it has points, and I do not attack from an aesthetic standpoint #QotD

2015.05.30-DSC01684Corrugated iron is my abomination. I quite understand it has points, and I do not attack from an aesthetic standpoint. It really looks well enough when it is painted white. There is, close to Christiansborg Castle, a patch of bungalows and offices for officialdom and wife that from a distance in the hard bright sunshine looks like an encampment of snow-white tents among the coco palms, and pretty enough withal. I am also aware that the cdrrugated-iron roof is an advantage in enabling you to collect and store rain-water, which is the safest kind of water you can get on the Coast, always supposing you have not painted the aforesaid roof with red oxide an hour or two before so collecting, as a friend of mine did once. But the heat inside those iron houses is far greater than inside mud-walled, brick, or wooden ones, and the alterna- tions of temperature more sudden : mornings and evenings they are cold and clammy ; draughty they are always, thereby giving you chill which means fever, and fever in West Africa means more than it does in most places.

Travels in West Africa: Congo Francais, Corisco and Cameroons by Mary Henrietta Kingsley, et al. (1907), p. 30


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