Firing Up

This evening we fired up Clare’s birthday gift, her beer barrel fire pit. We burnt Sams accumulation of address books, bank statements and what looked like a years worth of receipts. It was rather enjoyable, there’s something about lighting a garden fire, doesn’t everybody enjoy them.

The only blot on the day was the washing machine repair or should I say non repair. Bit frustrating, having gone online, given them the error code and symptoms I was expecting a little more than a six minute visit from a surly engineer who powered it up, looked at the error code and said; “can’t fix that”.
Six minutes he was here.