Roundhouses at St Fagans

I took an unplanned trip to St Fagans today for a cup of tea and a wander around the Iron Age roundhouse village. It was the first time I had been there with a fire lit in the largest of the roundhouses. I was wonderful to see the smoke wisping out from the thatch like steam. And inside was even more impressive, with thick smoke above the top of the door line, but perfectly breathable air below. Sitting there around the fire not being able to see the roof I imagined what it would be like to spend an evening there listening to a storyteller or musician and letting your imagination wander up there into the void.

The small wattle-and-daub roundhouse was closed because of the roof sagging in. There was a notice to say they were waiting on advice whether to repair or rebuild.

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