One of the best things about Winter is the open log fire. At the moment we're burning some Oak, Ash, Elm, Hawthorn, Lime, Sycamore, Pear, Maple, Hazel & Yew(!)
If that sounds like firewood snobbery - it is !
I know it's a bit of a cliche but when there's a really good hot bed of embers it's worth roasting some fat, juicy chestnuts . . .
. . . on the old coal shovel . . .
. . .and have a nice little late-evening feast.
Of course we burnt our fingers and got a bit sooty but the smell and taste is as evocative as Proust and his madeleines but I'm not going to write long, boring books about it . . .
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