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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One of my less proud moments...
I was around 13 at the time and I had just acquired a job in a cheap shop, similiar to poundland but we sold nothing for £1. Anyway, one day some friends come in looking to buy some lighter fluid, which I sold to them on staff discount.
Later that evening we meet up in the local park and I see they're carrying the cans of lighter fluid. They were playing that old game of burning benches and anything else made of wood. I didn't use common sense when making friends as you can imagine.
Anyway, we come across a pigeon that appeared to dead. One of the group decided to prod it.. It wasn't dead, but it didn't have long on this world for certain.
A certain friend decided to speed up the process, squirting on the entire can of lighter fluid on the unlucky pigeon.. I don't think I have to tell you what he did next...
There is something deeply disturbing about seeing a burning pigeon freaking out, whilst at the same time setting fire to the surrounding shrubbery. We scarpered pretty fast, never taking a second to look bastard at the devastation.
I didn't hang around with them much after that.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 17:01, Reply)
I was around 13 at the time and I had just acquired a job in a cheap shop, similiar to poundland but we sold nothing for £1. Anyway, one day some friends come in looking to buy some lighter fluid, which I sold to them on staff discount.
Later that evening we meet up in the local park and I see they're carrying the cans of lighter fluid. They were playing that old game of burning benches and anything else made of wood. I didn't use common sense when making friends as you can imagine.
Anyway, we come across a pigeon that appeared to dead. One of the group decided to prod it.. It wasn't dead, but it didn't have long on this world for certain.
A certain friend decided to speed up the process, squirting on the entire can of lighter fluid on the unlucky pigeon.. I don't think I have to tell you what he did next...
There is something deeply disturbing about seeing a burning pigeon freaking out, whilst at the same time setting fire to the surrounding shrubbery. We scarpered pretty fast, never taking a second to look bastard at the devastation.
I didn't hang around with them much after that.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2005, 17:01, Reply)
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