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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Confession timeI was 8, I think. Me and some mates had just discovered a large box of matches, and probably felt much the same way the early cavemen did about the new magic we could just create on demand. We experimented by setting fire to various things - books, ants, the usual kids stuff, but nothing seemed to assuage our lust for huge brightly flaming things. Then I remembered the bottle of Meths in our garage. And a mate remembered the recent news story about bush fires in Australia or somewhere. Then another mate realised it hadn't rained for bleedin' ages and the field of grass down near his house was really really dry..... Armed with a bottle of meths and several matches we headed off to see if we could create our own bush fire.
We succeeded. We'd all scarpered long before the police arrived, and the first of the 5 fire engines. Took a whole for "heat" to die down but they never caught us, and they never will BWahahahahahahaha.
(, Mon 7 Nov 2005, 14:16, Reply)
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