My dad (the pilot) again...
Same dad as from the earlier pilot story, although this doesn't involve planes. He managed to set serious fire to our kitchen trying to make tortilla chips. Couldn't be bothered to run out to a store to purchase them, oh no, cause football was on. Said football game was sufficiently interesting to keep his mind *off* the large pan of frying oil he'd set heating on the stove. Result = conflagration. But that's not the best part.

Three months later, kitchen almost rebuilt. Cabinets in but not yet repainted, replacement stove/fridge/etc. while first lot are all being repaired. Guess who decides to make tortilla chips again? This time a friend came to the front door. Result = conflagration number 2. Which he also cleverly put out himself using the best item to hand...the water-soaked best silk sheets sitting in the nearby laundry basket. My mother was out of town at the time but I can still hear her voice screeching at him from the telephone receiver that he was holding 3 feet from his head.

To be fair to him though, my mother did manage to put dad's sports car (the one he had painstakingly rebuilt himself) into reverse one day while they were travelling 60 mph down a highway. *SCREEEEEEthunk* = one transmission less.

Surprisingly, my parents aren't married anymore :-)

Apologies for length, but they were married almost 20 years, which by anyone's standards was probably too long :-)
(floppysheep, Wed 31 Oct 2007, 10:42, 4 replies)

2 pan fires?
Heavens to Mergatroyd!
(Vic Flange, Wed 31 Oct 2007, 10:57, closed)

Not just 2...
...but 2 doing exactly the same thing. My dad is truly amazing :-)
(floppysheep, Wed 31 Oct 2007, 11:05, closed)

just as well he wasn't smoking at the time
*burns Embassy*

*or Superkings, depending on his taste*
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Wed 31 Oct 2007, 11:07, closed)

i don't know that he wasn't
by the look of the kitchen one cigarette burning wouldn't have made much difference :-/
(floppysheep, Wed 31 Oct 2007, 11:09, closed)