Today is wet and cold. I am cooking red pepper and tomato soup for lunch, Sarah and Rick are curled up in front of the log fire while Kat has been press ganged into helping her dad cut logs outside.
Our logs are delivered in metre lengths and have to be cut in half so that we can feed them into the log burner. The chain saw always makes me very nervous so I shall be relieved when they’ve finished. Kat seems to be making light work of lifting the metre logs and putting them in position for Paul to cut; no doubt she will demand extra wine rations for her work.
|fixing the chain saw|