We have an open fire. I'd made a nice fire up out of wood and logs. DH put another log on the fire as I was putting DS to bed.
I came down, stoked up the fire a bit and there was a lightbulb in the fire. Yes. A glass lightbulb. I shouted at DH a bit, ie wtaf you ss this could explode in my face blah blah - but he categorically denied putting the lightbulb in the fire. I know he's been working hard lately but surely no one would be that stupid? He thinks it fell down the chimney (we have jackdaws who often send us little presents of walnuts and bits of dried bread) - but if it had fallen down the chimney then it would have smashed to smithereens.
Our house is over 200 years old. I've never noticed anything woo before. But this is odd.
What the hell happened tonight?