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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Not me, but my cousin.At Uni in Lincoln, managed to set his jeans on fire by hanging them too close to the fire to dry - this isn't particularly comment-worthy, it's almost the same story as one already on here (but without the zip-up-in-one babygro pyjamas mentioned elsewhere).
The only thing that makes it worth telling is that the fire brigade were called, neighbouring houses evacuated etc, much to the consternation of the locals, who started a bit of a campaign against students "being a danger and wasting tax money".
One of them even wrote to the local paper and asked of my cousin "Why doesn't he go home to Essex and live in an asbestos hut?", which I thought was a little strong.
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