On the way home, with me and Pelly Sheepwash in thick coats and gloves, Mr Grigg declares he might just have to light the fire this evening.
Mr Loggins then wails: "At least you've got a fire."
Mr Loggins, you may remember, has just demolished the Love Shack to make way for a new house made of logs which might be finished some time this decade.
So I look at Mr Loggins and say: "No, that's not quite right. You've got a fire but no house."
"Ah yes," he says, remembering the lonely monolith up there on the hill.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x