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We were all in my aunt's kitchen at the back of her huge rambling Victorian house. I was only small and had wandered off to go to the loo, but given up after finding the hall full of smoke. "That was quick," my mum said after a few minutes. "Yes - it's all smoky," I replied.

I've never seen adults move so fast.

So, like my cousin who'd managed to set fire to the roof, tell us your fire stories.

(, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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While still living with my parents at the tender age of 17
I was out in the back garden one Sunday morning while they were out, having a sneaky fag whilst still in my dressing gown.

I was sitting on one of the patio chairs, with my feet up on the other, and went to light my cigarette with a match. As I struck it, it lit, but snapped, with the lit end falling onto my dressing gown, which promptly caught fire.

My natural reaction was to jump up, in the hope of causing the source of the fire to fall to the floor. However, this resulted in the fire shooting round my dressing gown and up my back *whooomph* and setting fire to my youthfully-long-hair.

Cue me dropping my dressing gown, and jumping up and down on it in nothing but my slippers.

I know why they say smoking's bad for you. . .
(, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:27, closed)

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