Candlelit dinner on Wednesdays
Once upon a time when I was aged about 5, I managed to get hold of a wire with two headphone sockets on either end. Being both curious and under stimulated, I noted their similarity to plug-pins, so I thought I'd try inserting both ends into a plughole. I did just that. I created a small blue spark, the ends melted slightly and all the lights went out. Lacking in any knowledge of electrical engineering, I was unaware how just one tiny fuse had saved my life - instead, I was more concerned by the wrath of my mother.

So anyway, this meant we didn't have any electricity. We had to make do with old fashioned methods of illumination. That night, we had our dinner by candle-light. This seemed to go down quite well - in fact, it went so well that once the lights were restored, a certain something was lacking in our dinners, so it was decided that from then on, all Wednesday evening dinners should be by candle-light. I'm not sure how long this went on for, but I'm pretty sure it lasted a couple of weeks (perhaps until the sun set late enough to start illuminating the dinner). So that was the story of how I nearly sacrificed myself to create a family tradition.

Length? About arm's length and slightly melted at the end.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Mon 24 Nov 2008, 20:36, Reply)