Our bonfire pile had grown to about five feet tall so I lit it on Thursday evening. The wind was in the right direction (away from next door's stable with the horse in it and away from the new houses the other side) and it was dry so I took action.
One piece of newspaper lit in one corner was all it took.
After a couple of hours the flames had died down, and it was a mass of glowing embers.
The next day it rained, so I was very pleased I'd got the timing just right.
Today, just two days on, the pile is growing again.
All change at Gayton Junction
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