Today we swept the chimney. It would be a lot simpler to call the local sweep, or send a small child up, but why do that when you can do it yourself? Why indeed.
Sweeping our chimney (a metal pipe which goes from the wood burner in the lounge up through the bedroom, through the attic and out of the roof) is a complicated affair due to the fact there is no easy access to insert the brushes. This means we have to dismantle the lower parts of the chimney and take them outside. We then hang a special sack that I made to catch the soot beneath the space through which Paul can pass brushes to sweep the upper parts of the chimney. Are you still with me?
|attaching the bag to catch the soot after the lower pipe has been removed|
I stand in the garden and tell Paul when the brushes appear out the top, my favourite part of the whole process.
|"I can see the brush!"|
It’s a tiresome task but very necessary, we ended up with quite a large pile of tar. A clean chimney keeps the stove burning efficiently and prevents the risk of fire. Such fun!