Fire!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.
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chthonic, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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Worriedthat her gerbil would get stoned and die (I kid you not)my then gf decided to move his cage to a safe place before we had a party / sit round and get mashed. Hours later munchies were suggested and a mate of mine volunteered to make cheese on toast. I think it was me that first caught the whiff of burning plastic and I can still remember the horrified look on her face as she remembered that she had put Astro's cage on top of the grill. When we got into the kitchen the poor little bugger was clinging to the top of his cage and shaking like a leaf as my very stoned mate, oblivious to the melting plastic tray of the cage proceeded to make toast. My stoned mate and gf got it together about six months after that and some years later are still together. They do not have pets.
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