Man… fire… smokiness…
Out in the garden today, I made fire. Burning stuff is very therapeutic… maybe that’s actually why all those guys in Damascus are doing it, they all need to feel better and all this anger about a rubbish cartoon is a smokescreen, if you’ll pardon the expression.
There’s something deeply satisfying about laying paper and kindling, slowly adding bigger and bigger bits of wood, and building up a roaring fire. The heat nearly took my eyebrows off and my eyes are still watering with all the smoke, but I have satisfied some primal urge programmed in at a genetic level nearly as well as if I’ve cooked a pig and drunk warm mead from a pewter tankard. I do now however want to build a fire, cook a pig, and drink warm mead from a pewter tankard.
Quite Random is the blog of Nathan Nelson, a human male who lives in the UK and is not entirely sure what he's going to do when he grows up but is interested in international development, photography, secularism, technology, music and movies and other things anyone of his age would be.








