That’s Jeffervescent! – by Jefferson Airplane

I rather like fireplaces.

Since I’ve arrived there hasn’t been a fire in the fireplace, but come winter we will have gas fires, which are very pretty and smokeless. We are not allowed to light wood fires in London, because of the Clean Air Act. And if you want to know why London needed that, just take a look at any film from Ealing Studios in the 1950s. They might as well have been filming in a white room.

Fireplaces also have chimneys, and as far as I can tell these are the favoured means of entry for some very important people. Santa Claus, for instance, is said to enter the house via the chimney, even though I still cannot get my head around the physics of that feat. Fireplaces are magic. And kitties are regularly grabbing invisible kitty things out of the chimney. I can see their little bottoms wiggling as they reach up into the chimney to retrieve whatever it is that kitties find in the chimney.

There are some things to be careful about with fireplaces though. For instance, you mustn’t add fuel to a fire, because everyone will start arguing. And apparently you can have too many irons in the fire. But that’s ok. Human never irons.

So I like the fireplace. And I am getting excited for my first chance to see how Santa gets down the chimney!

The fireplace? That’s Jeffervescent!