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   I love having a wood fire.  It is the cosiest, most comfortable and wholesome warmth.  Growing up, we always had a fire in the lounge and a little potbelly stove in the kitchen next to the dining table.  There was hardly a moment that there wasn’t something delicious simmering away on the top of it… soup, stew, caramel dumplings.  We have a fire in our house now, but I can’t wait to put in a big old wood stove when we build a house. 

With wood fires comes woodcutting and it has always been a fairly regular weekend activity in my life.  I have nice memories of it as a child (except for the huntsmans).  Mum would always pack a picnic and we would light a fire and cook our lunch while we were out there.  I still quite like it actually :)