The Stag and the Fireplace

No no, this is not the name of a pub, although it would be a great name for one. I blogged recently about the fireplace in the basement of my parent's house, which used to fired up my imaginative mind when I was a child. Well, there is something else above which also had a strong impression on me as a child: the stuffed stag's head. I blogged about it before, you can read its story here. My mother always found it kind of tacky, my wife finds it cruel (being vegetarian and all), but I always loved it.