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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Melting skinWhen I was a kid I was a bit obsessed with fire.
One day, during the summer holidays when I was about 8, I decided that it would be a good idea to make a flaming catapult out of old lolly sticks and an elastic band.
After assembling my home made contraption I soon found out that lighting an elastic band was not a good idea when some of the molten rubber landen on the back of my hand and started to burn down through the skin.
I managed to run into the kitchen where my Mum ran my hand under water.
There was a lot of pain, but now I have a cool, round scar on the back of my hand - looks like someone has stubbed a cigarette on it.
(, Mon 7 Nov 2005, 8:38, Reply)
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