The smell of the peat smoke in winter is my strongest memory of childhood in Ireland. I noticed on my last winter trip that it was not as prominent as it used to be, and few of my relations still have a fire going. While I understand the environmental incentives at work it does feel like something is being lost.
Oh dear Conor, is this a covert admission that your kitchen is too small for an Aga and that you can’t afford a scandi-chic wood burner for the lounge? 😉
Lovely. Reading beside the range here in Co Clare.
I’m envious, I’ve got a little plastic heater going beside my desk, no fires til the weekend!
Just finishing our new build and delighted that we managed to sneak an open fireplace in 👍
Hi Conor, Paul Kingsnorth, an English writer living in Ireland, made much the same point as you in this essay: https://paulkingsnorth.substack.com/p/keep-the-home-fires-burning
It's a paid post of his. Highly recommend his whole Substack!
That’s mad, I’m actually a free subscriber to his substack so I missed that one. Great minds etc!
The smell of the peat smoke in winter is my strongest memory of childhood in Ireland. I noticed on my last winter trip that it was not as prominent as it used to be, and few of my relations still have a fire going. While I understand the environmental incentives at work it does feel like something is being lost.
Oh dear Conor, is this a covert admission that your kitchen is too small for an Aga and that you can’t afford a scandi-chic wood burner for the lounge? 😉
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