A quick google search tells me that Arsonphobia is the fear of fire, but what is the opposite of that? What’s it called when you have a weird fascination with fire? Not necessarily setting things on fire (don’t be afraid friends…), but when you find yourself in a state of tranquillity while watching things burn? I have that, whatever that is. Have I gone too far? Did things just get weird? You’re afraid now. Rest assured that most of the time, logs are the only thing I’m watching burn.
How do I find my way back from this tangent?
Candles are a fun (and safe) thing to watch burn.
There we go.
I love candles so I decided it might be a nice idea to make my own. My brother Richie bought me the materials (such a thoughtful gift!) and I sort-of followed this tutorial, substituting two old pots in place of a double boiler, glass jars instead of teacups and ignoring the need for a thermometer. It all worked out just fine.
I think this would make a sweet DIY gift. I’d wrap it up with cellophane and a little ribbon and attach a card with this quote from the book One Day, by David Nicholls:
You’re gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of confidence. Either that or a scented candle.
€5 has been donated to UNICEF Ireland for the completion of this ‘thing’. Click here if you too would like to donate online.