Prometheus inserted it.
This one’s for my dad really, as you may remember he donated us a piece of family history in the shape of a tortoise wood stove some time ago...
I just got back from another push-it weekend at the boat, during which we had a successful test firing of this now forward woodburner. I’m so excited (eeek!) about it that I’ve come back and got onto de computermabob straight away.
I had a bucket of sand and fire extinguishers at the ready and as I got out the matches I was nervously prepared for a total smokeout or worse, a disappointing failure during which the thing just wouldn’t go. It turned out happily that I was wrong in both my pessimistic assumptions. It took a while to get it lit but boy, did it get a good run up when I started it with a paraffin soaked rag. Later, with the damper open, the draw that the fire created was so good that after a bit of boyish experimentation we discovered that you could get it to make a noise like a jet engine just by loading it up with oak offcuts.
Da, I love you x.
And the warmth levels? Sublime. Perfect. Funny how the smallest thing (in this case a £3 tub of fire cement) can make such a massive difference to the joyous sensation of being at home. I got so overwhelmed that I decided to double the fun by sleeping in the new bedroom at the stern FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER! Even though it's not quite finished. Wicked.