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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Neatly avoiding my own incendiary talesI remember one New Year's party in a friend's house in suburban Cork, when - quite drunk and about to replace his sitting room carpet - he gave us the go ahead to use deodorant to write, in flame, on his carpet. For some reason we voted on GFY, for Go Fuck Yourself. Not very witty, but when the drink is in...
As we stood drinking and smugly contemplating the huge burning letters on the carpet in front of us, we heard the stairs, and realised his wife was coming back down. A brief, terrified silence before she opened the sitting room door, and to our surprise uttered "Cool! Now do a huge Crow!"
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WhoElse I'm what Willis was talking about, Mon 7 Nov 2005, 15:35,
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