Home is where the fire is

I never thought I'd be reduced to an indoor blip but today the wind and the rain have conspired to keep us indoors. I could have cheated and changed EXIF data but thought for once I'd be honest.
I've messed about tidying up paperwork, computers and clothes whilst Tricia has been engaged in fighting the wool to "dress her loom" which involved all sorts of plastic pipes cluttering up the main room and some swearing.
For some reason we have struggled to get the Rayburn up to full heat and so have the fire in the living room - see you can see above. Very evocative of the isles - a peat and driftwood fire.