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…

A day at the races.

The soap-box cart-race day has been and gone, and I have only just found time to write and show the photos. The theme this year was ‘musicals’ and Graham chose “Springtime for Hitler”, which , strictly speaking is a musical within a musical. The cart’s dimensions and weight have to be kept scrupulously within the…