Today I also cleaned out the fireplace, which was a delightful task. I sucked out half a shop vac's worth of old brick, leaves, ash, rocks, and (proving that the old codger did burn his garbage as the neighbors alleged) some plastic-y foil wrappers. Then I noticed the hole in the back of the fireplace, and, putting two and two together, went outside and opened the little door at the base of the chimney. I dug somewhere between five and eight gallons of ash and cinders out of the tunnel between the fireplace and the door. It just kept coming. Gary (the chimney guy) and I agreed that it was a minor miracle that this place hadn't burned down, given the old man's negligence.
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