There will be no fire stoked up tonight in the old tin shed out the back. It's a day of no lawful outdoor fires (total fire ban). We built this shed from bits and bobs and put in a black fire burner to keep us warm while the slow turning pork cooks away on the other side. We always say it's pork. Particularly when there are chickens around. We've got strong northerly winds today that are fuelling fires around the central areas of Tasmania. It's worrying to smell and see the smoke but you really feel for those who are living close by. It does raise the question of what do you pack to leave in the case of fire emergency. We're in an 140 year old weatherboard cottage that would go up like a stack of newspapers. There would be little point trying to save her. My first thoughts would go to the immediate family. Us. Cats. Dog. But chickens and guinea fowl would just have to follow the instructions of the fire warden and do a role call at their own evacuation point. I guess you need to take passports, photos etc., but then you start to think of what could you not part with? The Kitchen Aid would be a big ask. I'd probably take food - because that's what I mostly think about. It's something you hope you never have to face.
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