Went to the wood yard again today to buy more firewood to feed the voracious appetite of our fire, is is always hungry.
At the wood yard there is a continuous bustle of tractors, chainsaws and dogs wandering around, a different world on the edge of town.
Here you can fill your car with fire wood and it is measured it and charged accordingly. I went into the office/shed to pay and I started chatting to the chap about art. I found out he was a painter with work on the Saatchi website and has had a number of exhibitions.