Grate

Yesterday, when I went to light the fire, I realised the grate had broken; almost the whole of the bottom of the fire had dropped through to the tray underneath. I've had this before where the grate gives way, this is maybe the third time in twenty years. 

Today, then, when everything had cooled down, I cleared out all the ashes and then when to take the whole caboodle out to the front door, with a view to taking it to the tip at some point during the week. But then I thought that would look bad, so I decided to leave it just outside the backdoor for now.

And when I got there, what did I find? The previous broken grate! (You can see it in the back left of the photo.) It's been there so long, I'd ceased to notice it. So now I have two things to take to the tip. 

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Reading: 'Lincoln In The Bardo'