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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An 11 year old chavhad been terrorising my parents' neighbourhood for months, attacking elderly residents and stealing anything not nailed down...
One day in August he broke into my parents' back yard, found the petrol can my dad uses to fill his mower (which has also been stolen numerous times by the local yobs, amongst other things he relies on to make an honest bob) and set fire to the nearest tarpaulin.
Having neglected to notice the large trees towering over him as he pursued his pyro-fix, I can only imagine the look on his chavvy little face as the whole shebang caught alight (my parents' land comprises the remains of an orchard - what's left from the thieving council and greedy farmers). Unfortunately he managed to do a runner before his shell suit could melt and scar him for life, leaving my 60-odd-year-old parents to deal with the aftermath.
An eye for an eye I say, I'd happily torch the little...
(, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 12:35, Reply)
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