Tending the fire

I think this has to be bliss. It's not raining - in fact the sun is making an appearance - and the wind, though gusty, is relatively mild and fair gets the fire going. We've sizzled and eaten an unconscionable number of sausages, and now the boys are building the fire up again to toast the marshmallows.

Later we shall have an adventure climbing up through the woods and getting very muddy - and it cost us nothing.

Except for the sausages that is ...