Staring at the fire for hours and hours

Having a Scout Leader for a dad means that you get involved roped in to many different activities. 

Today, despite thinking that she was going to spend the day in bed, or laying on the couch with the heating on full bung, she was dragged happily accompanied her Da to the Scout hall and helped erect the fire shelters so that tonight, in 30 mile an hour winds and torrential rain her Da could demonstrate to 25 Scouts how to set fires and cook Sausages wrapped in Damper bread. 

Tooli would have probably quite liked to have done that bit of it too. 

She's has inherited the family Arsonist gene from her father. 

Luckily me and boy just like burning things.