Here comes the chopper…

You may remember this handsome woodpile which was delivered in August, all 18 tonnes of it; the story of Rumplestiltskin comes to mind watching Graham steadily reduce it; sawing, chopping then stacking the logs in our woodshed. If you are wondering at the shapes of these logs, they are the “first cuts” off oak and chestnut, before…

Narrowboats and canals.

In October we spent a few days on the Oxford canal with a couple of friends who own a narrowboat; this was a wonderful experience of a very different world, a slow moving chug through the rolling English countryside, which ( apart from tending to the lock-gates which could be quite strenuous) was relaxing and…