Grandad
My grandad was a real character - a farmer all his life, from a family that had been farming for generations, he had little time for anything other than his farm and kept working almost until the day he died, 80 years old.

He liked to smoke a pipe and always had it clamped between his teeth, no matter what he was doing, unless it was something serious like helping a cow to calve or going to church. On one famous Sunday morning we'd all gone to church. Part way through the service we started to smell smoke. Everyone looked around, but couldn't see anything obvious, until Grandad's jacket started to smoke. He'd put his pipe in his pocket as he entered the church, without realising it was still smouldering. I'd like to say that he ran screaming up and down the aisle, the flames growing larger and larger until the vicar threw water from the font over him to put it out, but in fact he just calmly removed the pipe, took his jacket off, put it on the floor and stamped out the flames and went outside to knock the pipe out properly.
(Smale is stuffed, Fri 23 Jan 2015, 16:13, 1 reply)

My grandad did the same thing
Lit pipe in jacket pocket, except his jacket was hanging on a hook in his office

Destroyed an entire hangar full of aircraft.
Oops
(Carpe Cyprinidae, Fri 23 Jan 2015, 18:06, closed)