I think we established back in January that bonfires are pretty damn good when you’re out there saving the planet all day. Today we established that they’re even better when someone’s been organised enough to bring baking potatoes and tinfoil, especially when someone else has been disorganised enough to leave her lunch in the visitor centre three miles away from the work site.
Next week, weather permitting, we hope to establish the precise levels of excellence of a bonfire when accompanied not just by baking potatoes but butter, cheese, soured cream and possibly marshmallows (although not actually on the potatoes, because that would be vile).
And after that, the only way is up. I fully expect that by this time next year we’ll be going out every week for a full-blown hog roast with all the trimmings… happy pigs only, of course.