Up early ish to set the fire whilst cooking a sausage sarnie. Just the one sausage as that is all there was left but one is enough. Split in two down the middle to finish off on the inside before slapping on a single slice of buttered bread with HP sauce. Wash down with a glass of milk and hey presto, set up for the day.
I now need to go to the bottom of the garden to see if I can find some intermediate sized bits of wood. We burnt most of them over the holiday and most of the ones accessible on the top of the pile are on the big side. Need a log splitter really. They are too hard for the axe. The lesson there is chop early but they were too long anyway and we had to wait until Tom the Tree Man came to do his annual hedge trim. My chainsaw needs servicing/sorting out and It’s a dodgy bit of kit to use anyway so I haven’t rushed to doing that.
Fire now blazing in the grate. Easy once you have the knack. When I were a kid in Wales I remember mam or dad holding newspaper over the fireplace to encourage a draught. In those days it was coal and harder to get going. Mam used to lie in front of the fire once it had got to temperature. We didn’t have a fire in the Isle of Man. Don’t think I’d want a house without a fireplace.
The streets of Lincoln are quiet this morning. Bleary eyed citizens not fully up and running after their New Year’s Eve antics. Doesn’t feel as if there is the need to rush anyway. THG on the other hand is in her Pink Ladies gear and about to hit the streets running. Just a quick 5k. Worrawoman.
We are off to see the Imps play Huddersfield at three – probs set off just after two. Need to wrap up warm innit. The mighty Imps are second in the third division whilst the visitors are fifth so it should be a tight game. Every game is tight at the elite level 🙂
No lakeside animal action to report overnight. I guess they would have been avoiding the fireworks. Yes they have fireworks even in the wilderness surrounding the lake. People in isolated log cabins not wanting to miss out on all the fun. New Year’s Eve is not just for city dwellers yanow. The sky out there is free of light pollution. The stars themselves offer a spectacular alternative to fireworks and the show lasts a lot longer. And it is free.
This coming weekend the decorations are coming down. It already feels like a Sunday today but it ain’t, obvs. I shall move some of the boxes into the kitchen to facilitate easier de-decoration – a new word I have just invented. If someone else already thought of it all I can say is “how innovative”. We both invented it without even knowing what the other was up to. This word was made to be.
2026 – the year we invented new words.