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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College CapersIt was the end of university. My best mate had just finished his last exam, and turns up at my room slightly sozzled and says "I want to burn all my notes". "Great idea," I said - having been given the pyromania bug at an early age - "we can do it in here, in this metal bin."
So we proceeded to stuff a metal waste paper bin with waste paper. Chucked in a match and sat back to enjoy the fire. A fire which leaped out of the bin a couple of feet. Nice and warm it was too, in the middle of July.
It was only when it started to gou out that we remebered what happens when you burn paper - you get lots of smoke, and glowing flakes of burned paper fly around on the hot updraughts. If that wasn't bad enough, there was a smoke detector right outside the door and none of us wanted to get a bollocking for burning down the building, so we did the only sensible thing. We opened the windows. Smoke billowed out. Girls playing hockey in the field outside stared, wondering if there was an emergency theyneeded to worry about, then looked even more concerned when we stuck our heads out and said "It's OK, all under control, nothing to worry about".
Eventually we poured a kettle full of water on it which stopped it smoking, but then we discovered the bin had melted the carpet under it and was firmly stuck. Thank god for carpet tiles.
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