Ray Mears - My Fake Diary

Thursday, 23 October 2008

Bit windy on top of Smegmadale Pike this afternoon but clear skies.

Had the local school rambling club with me and taught them how to light a fire without matches.

I joked that years ago we used to do it by rubbing two boy scouts together, or better still, two brownies or girl guides.

The headmistress threw me a filthy look and rabbited something in my ear about possible paedophilia / homosexual connotations.

Political correctness aside, the fire got started by rubbing two old sticks together, one of them being the headmistress.