
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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So many fires! So many tales!
Every year we would build our own fire for Nov 5th by cutting down the local trees. Each night we would have a small camp fire to 'Guard' our main fire. One of us decided that petrol would indeed be a good accelerant and proceeded to syphon it out of his Dad's outboard motor into a glass jar. A couple of hours later, it was time to pour it onto the fire.
Did I say pour? Yup and very slowly too!
Cue the flame climbing from the fire into the jar very quickly and said jar being dropped like a hot potato. Now we have burning petrol spread around the grass near the drop zone.
Cue a few people thinking it would be a good idea to stamp the fire out. Now their trainers are on fire too.
I wasn't much use as I was maniacally laughing by now.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 14:13, Reply)
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