Hi Trev and Losos,
I still miss where I grew up, we lived on an unmade road, in bungalow called 'Park Rise', loads of space around it. We had an open fire in the living room, fire places in the bedrooms were only lit if you were ill or at Christmas!
Dad built, before I was around, a large workshop, had an old solid fuel boiler in it he got from a job he was working. I have no idea how he got it home, it was cast iron must of weighed a ton and he used a push bike for work. It only ever burnt saw dust and scraps of wood, we had a friend who had a builders/timber yard and we took away his waste.
The chap from the council said everyone in his opinion thinks no one should ever have a fire, in side or out! Dad used to have bonfires that burnt fore days and the column of smoke could be seen 1/2 a mile away. He still has a bonfire, just it will never be a 'Park Rise' one now.
Mum and Dad were CPed out of there when I was 21, I will be 50 in 4 days and it still gets me cross over what they were paid for their home.
Sorry to rant but the way most of us all end up living too close to each other and not being able to do things that everyone did as a mater of course does make me cross.
Just practicing for being a grumpy old man, LOML says I am quite good at it.
(it's only a little electric wall radiator!).
