A late Xmas present, Claire’s godparents had offered to child-mind for 24 hours. Time enough for us to head up to the boat for the night. We’d decided against moving from the mooring, it felt enough simply to escape London and look forward to a relaxing few hours of child-free ‘downtime’.
Here’s the ritual of lighting the fire… awakening Eileen from her mid-Winter slumber.
And, with the stove lit and smoke appearing from the chimney, the sun shone, and all felt well with the world. I love playing with fire!