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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i burnt my house down (well only the kitchen really)Was in the late 80's and we didn't have one of those fancy temperature controlled deep fat friers. We had nice big frier that went on the cooker ring. I dicided to make some chips after school and put the frier on. Then I proceeded to completely forget about the frier and pop round to a friends house to borrow a geography book. Upon my return I walked in through the back door to find the kitchen merrily ablaze. I ran to the phone (leaving the hall door open so the smoke could get around the entire house that bit easier. nice touch!) and rang the firebrigade. I gave my name and address to the operator. I'll never forget what the operator then said as I stood in the hallway trembling like a dog shitting with smoke billowing down the hall.....the actual words are ingrained in my mind forever and they were, 'could you give us directions as to how to get there?'. My oh my.
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sneep used to date Freddie Starr's hamster, Mon 7 Nov 2005, 14:33,
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