A day in the outdoors, up at Coombe Hill burning possibly carsiogenic fires within site of the Blairs country residence (WMDs anyone?). It was a good day of Slash’n’Burning, hacking back gorse bushes and burning in them three large bonfires. I quite like the smell of woodsmoke, it seems seductively sweet o my nose – this in contrast to the harsh, acidic smell of straw burning that you get after harvest time (although maybe the smell of burning straw brings back difficult memories for me – say the smell of a thatched home burning…)




Like the silly walks?