Oh crikey, Clifford T Ward.
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Sorry to have been AWOL last night. I felt extremely bleurgh - think it might be the exotic cocktail of antibiotics and vast quantities of painkillers - so lay in bed quietly groaning and for all the wrong reasons. Anyway, we have indeed moved into the cocktail sausage phase, although things are Still Not Quite Right.
Gosh. I hadn't heard that song for probably 30 years.
::Sobs quietly into lace-trimmed, cologne-soaked hankie::
Oh, Small, I had a peek at your lovely fireplace. I couldn't get a sense of scale from the photo, but we were advised against trying to fit a wood burner into our existing cast-iron surround (which was a bit like yours) because the woodburner needs a certain amount of clear space around it, both for fitting and for burning without setting fire to the house. You might find that even the teeniest woodburner can't be fitted in the gap. That is one reason why we got a whole new fireplace the only decent thing in the house.