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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Easter '81, Andy B and I were mates, he lived next door to some "Chinkys"we decided that their house was full of cats for cooking with, started vandalising their house over the week, culminated in us burning down their shed. Pre-pubescent Nazi Little Fuckers eh?
(, Sun 6 Nov 2005, 13:23, Reply)
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