Burn baby, burn

The bonfire on saturday night was pretty impressive actually. Not sure what I was expecting (having not been to the local one before), but the recreation ground was packed with people, there was a huge bonfire bigger than a house it seemed (100 tons of wooden pallets up in smoke), and a 20-minute firework display. What's that you say about climate change and reducing our carbon emissions?... All for charitee of course, the fireworks were apparently paid for by one of the local estate agents who I guess are raking it in, given that I live in what is officially the best place to live in the UK according to last week's Channel 4 show.

Was pretty tired at the end of the evening after getting in, so managed a lie-in yesterday and worked yesterday evening which was surprisingly quiet, thankfully no firework-related injuries. It's really foggy this morning and I think winter is definitely here now, am going to move my chilli plant inside as there's still tons left on it and I don't want it to die with the frost.

My spare room is nearly clear now! May not sound like much but it really is a momentous achievement as it's where all the junk and stuff has been stored since I moved in 5 years ago. There were so many boxes of random stuff, books, and general gubbins that I didn't really know what to do with, being a bit of a hoarder I couldn't help thinking that it might all come in useful sometime. But I've been steadily throwing it away, and now only have a tin of batteries and fuses that I can stick under the stairs, and a box full of old cassettes that I'm not too sure what to do with, but guess it'll probably be the charity shop for them. I'm never going to be able to do "minimalist" but at least I'll have a proper spare-room-cum-study where friends can stay without having to dodge the piles of boxes.