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.
( , Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
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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Hot Pants !
About 5 of us riding up the motorway to a bike rally. All of a sudden the lead bike started to smoke more than normal. We noticed that this was coming from his panniers that had dropped down onto his exhaust.
Seeing this the four of us tried to get his attention by waving and trying to overtake. Of cause he took this to be a challenge for a race.
Now the scene on the M6 consisted of 5 bike bikes in a sort of upturned V formation , doing speeds well in excess of the national speed limit , with the lead bike billowing out clouds of noxious gas , socks , underpants , tins of Newcastle Brown etc. Kind of like a drug induced Red Arrows display.
Eventually Mike (for this was whom it was )decides to pull over when the skin on his calf start to melt , we pull up behind him and in-between laughing and taking photos we eventually , using tins of lager put his leg and bike out of their misery.
He spent the next half hour trying to source his more expensive belongings from the 2 mile stretch of motorway, and spent the rest of the weekend limping and trying to cadge money off people (never found his wallet)
( , Thu 3 Nov 2005, 20:46, Reply)
About 5 of us riding up the motorway to a bike rally. All of a sudden the lead bike started to smoke more than normal. We noticed that this was coming from his panniers that had dropped down onto his exhaust.
Seeing this the four of us tried to get his attention by waving and trying to overtake. Of cause he took this to be a challenge for a race.
Now the scene on the M6 consisted of 5 bike bikes in a sort of upturned V formation , doing speeds well in excess of the national speed limit , with the lead bike billowing out clouds of noxious gas , socks , underpants , tins of Newcastle Brown etc. Kind of like a drug induced Red Arrows display.
Eventually Mike (for this was whom it was )decides to pull over when the skin on his calf start to melt , we pull up behind him and in-between laughing and taking photos we eventually , using tins of lager put his leg and bike out of their misery.
He spent the next half hour trying to source his more expensive belongings from the 2 mile stretch of motorway, and spent the rest of the weekend limping and trying to cadge money off people (never found his wallet)
( , Thu 3 Nov 2005, 20:46, Reply)
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