Photo article from the Welsh Hovel - bonfire prepared in pouring rain

If I am a bit slow this morning it is because friends C & D led me astray last night after our bonfire party with the home made plum and damson vodka. The whole event went down well with much praise for my portuguese stew, damson and plum vodka crumble and ice cream for the kids and mulled wine and vodkas for ther grown ups. But as but as Joshua and I built the fire with a stack of old 1970s doors that were left lying in a barn, it just tipped it down with rain. He hid in the shed, I laboured on. I rather worried that it would not light.

But the bedding of straw bails also left by the last owners so quite possibly a decade old, burned well and the flames leapt high in the sky. Later on folks took to the lawn above the Ha Ha to watch the foreworks from the communal display put on by the infidels on the other side of the river. 

This morning the fire was still smouldering and Joshua and I have added to the embers a stack of lawn mowings from the pile behind so that we can keep sending up smoke all day to keep certain of our nbeighbours entertained.