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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Lovely gift ruined in seconds...My flatmate in my final year at uni (let's call her Julie, although I prefer Monkeychild) was celebrating her 6 month anniversary with her boyfriend, and was due to go out for a romantic dinner that evening. In the meantime, he'd left a present for her to open "on the day", as it were. It turned out to be a delightful Delftware oil burner, and some essential oils. Now, this is a girl who can skin up in seconds whilst being a special kind of drunk, so I presumed she'd need no supervision with it. How wrong I was.
Problem was, she had no nightlight candles to heat the water to release the aroma of the oil. So she hacked a candle down to size, and sat it on a piece of CARDBOARD, unbeknown to me.
"Oooh, it's really starting to smell nice now, isn't it" etc. etc. as we lay on the sofas, drinking tea and watching the Simpsons.
Sniff, sniff, puzzled look.
"Did you put enough water in that?" says I, "It smells like it's starting to burn a bit". Both pull heads off respective sofas with great effort, only to see said oil burner surrounded by flames.
Julie just lay on the sofa screaming "FIIIIIRE!!!" at the top of her voice, whilst I run to the kitchen and fill a (stolen from the Uni bar) pint glass full of water and chuck it over the fireball.
The worst part was her boyfriend's crestfallen face when told how his thoughtful and sweet gift had "almost killed us".
'Scuse the length. Long time lurker, first time poster.
(, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 18:03, Reply)
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