We set out as usual at about 9.30, having loaded up the trailer with the necessary tools but also with the addition of fire-beaters and large containers of water. Today made a bit of a change, for we were having a bonfire to burn last week’s arisings. Young Sam was introduced to the complexities of farm padlocks, which he mastered with ease! As we trundled across Barn Pond Field, we ‘put up’ a Snipe, the first I’ve seen in the flesh. The fire caught hold quickly under the expert hand of Martin and the four of us were soon fighting valiantly to extract branches from the prickly embrace of Blackthorn piled up last week. We had the usual break for elevenses and, when Martin suggested at 12.30 that we have a slightly later than usual lunch in order to clear the last of the piles, we readily agreed. By the time we were finished, we were all well and truly smoked! Note: During a breather, Sam and I had a short chat about the possible origins of the word ‘bonfire’ postulating that it might have derived from the French, bonfeurre. In fact, it originated in medieval times from the burning of bones or heretics!