A big Yule fire
Made a mistake in work today by sticking my head over the parapet. I dared to disagree with the boss
Accordingly, I found myself roasted over the coals by her and my line manager for the last 45 minutes of the day, causing me to miss the bus home as well.
Needless to say I got home in a foul mood. Fortunately my wife expressed her sympathy with a hug and by calling my boss some choice names, and I decided to go with the roasting theme and get a big Yule fire going. Last week our old tumble-drier died after 10 years of service, and I cannibalised it to get the big drum out of it. This, propped on three bricks, made an enormous brazier-type stove, into which over the course of a couple of hours I emptied all of my old wood off-cuts and bits that had accumulated over the year.
There was a good breeze blowing (but no rain), so with the air rushing in through the holes in the bottom I soon had a roaring blaze, flames up to 6 or 7 feet. Nearly set the shed alight at one point!
I don't have pictures (although I might post some in future) but the whole thing was very satisfying and soothing, just burning my troubles away. The dryer drum worked a treat.
On the longest night of the year a big fire is a really satisfying thing.
Happy Yule everyone
Stupidity got us into this mess. Why can't it get us out?