Back in the day.....story number 3
Our family home was a bungalow with kitchen and bathroom at one end and the sitting room and my bedroom at the other. My parents used to leave early for work so it wasn't uncommon for me to be alone in the house before I went to college.

This particular morning, after a lie in I decided to get showered. I opened my bedroom door to see nothing but thick, brown smoke. I panicked as I knew I could not get out of the window (father had boarded it up as it was rotten) so I crawled towards the kitchen door. Once outside, I realised there was no fire, but there was still a lot of smoke. Going back into the kitchen I realise that the smoke is coming from the grill. Opening the grill I find 10 charred black discs. It turned out my father had found an open packet of fruit shortcake in his car and rather than throw them away decided to save them by drying them out under the grill. Unfortunately he left the grill on high, closed the oven door and went to work as normal.

It would have cost 40p to buy another packet of biscuits.
( pottybeaver is neither a potty nor a beaver, Sun 26 Oct 2008, 9:57, Reply)