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School holidays are the worst. Two dangerous fires in two days. One trying to set a MTB jump on fire. Another trying to burn a tree stump, which could send the fire underground and that could burn the whole woods to ash from the bottom up.

I’ve got dangerous fallen trees to remove from footpaths. Grants to apply for so we don’t go bankrupt. Woodland management plans expiring that need updating. Scything sessions to prepare for now were done spending every waking moment on balsam. I don’t need arsonist fuckery on top of that.