But whilst the freshly cooked chicken and chips in a basket won top marks from me, the meal was not what will remain longest in my mind.
No, it was these.
That's right, three buckets; one for coal, one for kindling wood and one for ash.
Or so it might appear.
But let's have a look inside the coal bucket.
And I'm not taking the p*ss (although, for the record, I did have one in its kindling wood companion).