Anthracite might burn well but most will never know, the fires in grates have all burnt low. We're farming wind and waves,harnessing the nuclear reaction,sadly I find not one ounce of satisfaction in this, I miss the welcoming glow of red hot flames and the toasting of marshmallows and everybody knows you can toast them on turbines. I whinge and whine but I'll be fine as soon as I step into line with modern inconveniences.
I am informed by those who know,that the fish with two heads and the greenish glow has nothing to do with you know what and all we're really lacking is a ******* good dose of cracking fracking.