We had a bonfire last weekend.

Oh boy did we have a bonfire.
We had a lot of cardboard left over from christmas and new year, and yes i know we should really have taken it to the recycling centre in Castle Cary, but, our car was already full with empty plastic milk bottles, apple juice cartons and loads of other recycling stuff, so we thought 'to hell with it, we'll have a bonfire'.

It started off small, they always start off small don't they?

and then they get bigger...

... and bigger again, it was so ridiculously smokey (mostly to do with a cupboard Marc chucked on that wasn't entirely made of wood) that we had to back off quite a way so that we could actually see anything through the tears in our eyes.

Soon after this photo was taken we quickly changed Daisy out of her school coat because she'd have gone in on Monday smelling like Guy Fawkes otherwise.
(yes i know Guy Fawkes didn't actually manage to put a match to his stash of gun powder underneath the houses of parliament, he was arrested before he could carry out his plan. So technically he wouldn't of smelled of smoke, but he might of smelt of BO cos they didn't wash much then did they?)


Marc also gave our pear tree a hair cut, apparently we should have done this a little while ago, but we thought better late than never really, last summer so many of our pears were wasted because we couldn't reach them, the birds got quite a few which is fine, but others just rotted and then dropped down onto the ground.


So Marc lopped off all the top branches, in the hope that the few pears that do grow this summer will be all the more juicier.

Yes here's Daisy in her favourite spot, up the pear tree. I seem to remember i liked sitting in our old apple trees quite a lot, when we lived in Berry Head Road.

As you can see the bonfire was still going.