Under construction Bad photos I know Connor, but the sun was in the wrong place and dad wouldn't move the bonfire! Richard, chief stirrer and me French man on the left likes kittens Tempete charming everyone, just as well Anita didn't have a bag or he would of been kitten napped. We had our annual bonfire night celebrations on Friday with the weather unbelievably warm and dry we decided to hold celebrations in the new (re erected after the wind) poly tunnel before farm machinery will be stored there. Tables and benches borrowed from the Marie made it much easier to put up rather than moving furniture around in the gites. With the spare gas cooker coming out of hiding a make shift kitchen was placed there too for reheating food. With the most people to date a sit down meal of chestnut soup, bangers, mash and onion gravy and apple & peach crumble with custard was served. This could not of been done without my sous chef and chief peeler, A...