Ahhh… the joys of winter! I love fire. Its like TV, but alive… I can very happily sit and stare at the flickering flames for hours with nothing but silence and the crackle and pops of the fire. The downside is having to cut firewood. As the fire basically stays lit for 3 months solid, i have to go rape the forrest every 2-3weeks for a load of Jarrah. Because of the style of the house (i.e. shitty fibro) I am happy to stack it conveniently outside the front door. I should make a sign on the door asking visitors to “Please get wood on way in…”