One of the mystifying things about fires is the things that can happen with no intention.
Last night was damp and windy so we had a fire. Before going to bed I burnt some home made paper logs. These are made from newspapers and assorted papers using a special plunger type thing that compresses them down. Anyway, they must have formed a nice insulating layer on the coals since this morning I came down to a bed of warm glowing coals.
It was a shame I had to go to work since it would have been nice to try and revive the fire from this state.
What is annoying is that if I had tried to get an overnight burn it would have failed. The fire is therefore teasing me, tempting me into trying to repeat the feat. Damn it.