tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24338064.post6425322352235673844..comments2024-02-11T19:28:27.997+11:00Comments on Personal Reflections: Armidale Diaries 8 - cold, council, chooks and bunker boxes Jim Belshawhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10075614280789984767noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24338064.post-11317177012975883192020-05-27T08:14:42.366+10:002020-05-27T08:14:42.366+10:00I loved cooking on the fuel stove. Yes, you had to...I loved cooking on the fuel stove. Yes, you had to learn how to manage it, but it was so flexible. At least ours was. You had the warming oven, the long top which allowed you to shift things along from hot to warm. The hottest top directly over the fire cooked the most wonderful steaks! Jim Belshawhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10075614280789984767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24338064.post-20180363879570164382020-05-24T10:44:02.931+10:002020-05-24T10:44:02.931+10:00We had two fireplaces in our Marsh Street house. I...We had two fireplaces in our Marsh Street house. I remember the night when the fish and chips wrapping set fire to the chimney. Great excitement when the fire brigade arrived. Also had a fuel stove used for cooking.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com