King Brown, thanks so much for your implied invitation. Unfortunately if I was there I'd have to stay bloody close to the fire. I have a horror of cold climates. I grew up in the poverty stricken Ireland of the forties and never had enough clothes to keep warm. My bed cover was an old army greatcoat but I could hardly wear my bedding during the day. Even now when I'm in my cottage there I keep the heat cranked up to unbearable levels for the locals. I'll have to content myself with looking at Nova Scotia from 6 miles up in the heated cabin of a plane. Still, as my sister says, "there's aatin an' drinkin" in a fire. Enjoy your's.
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