Riddle’s Court

Walk through the dark passage beyond and you come out in a quiet courtyard, a world away from the street, with a green door, an ornate iron gate and potted olive trees.

Look up. The ochre sandstone walls rise high on every side, their windows trimmed in pale stone, and a wooden stair and gallery climb one side of the court like something from another century. A carved coat of arms sits over an inner arch lettered with a Latin motto, and underfoot the paving is set with carved roundels of ferns and leaves, one reading By Leaves We Live. It takes only a few minutes to see.