Bugger it... I'm simply too exhausted, so I've decided to forgo my manly pride and have bailed on the plan that Fadge and I had to chainsaw up some wood for tomorrow night's bonfire. Instead, I've actually paid someone to deliver a trailer-load of wood.

I choose to believe that it burns the same

In other news: the Studio One Christmas Party is on tonight. Should be fun - I'm going (for at least part of it) as the Grinch