I couldn't help myself

The lure of the fireplace was just too much. I know it's summer (well, it's fucking meant to be innit) but it really was slightly nippy this morning. And I really really love open fires. The warm glow. The crackel. You know the stuff. And the people that vacated had left some chunks of macrocarpa. Nice and dry. Oh yeah! I kept it burning for a couple of hours just cos I could. It made the early morning start behind the computer seem quite okay.