This is supposedly the last open hearth fire in Europe. There’s just a whole in the roof for the smoke. Nice for smoking fish. The elderly couple who lived there last were each in their 80’s when they died. The smoke seemed not too bad I guess.
The rain from the hole in the roof dissipates through a cracked slate in the floor- aided I was informed by rat burrows. Yes, rats. Apparently the docent arrived one morning to find the hearth stone has fallen into a rat den that was made right under its warmth.
There are two sheep on the farm which are sheeted each year. This is two years of fleece.
The roof is slate rather than the thatch of the Shetland Croft I saw earlier.
The little farmhouse ‘wood’.
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