No smoke...

...and there was quite a bit of fire!  Those of us left in Linton, plus Grandad celebrated Martin's 50th birthday today since he was away yesterday.  Sam made a lovely cake, with lots of candles, and I bought steak for tea (which Martin cooked for us).

A night 'chillin in front of the TV is what the birthday boy wants (it will be slippers and a pipe next), and so that's what he's got.