There's a hole in that bucket, and that one and that one

I had the great pleasure earlier today of lunch at The Dalesway Hotel in Ilkley.

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).