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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Childs playMy parents had gone away for a few days and me being 14 or 15 was completely untrustworthy to look after the house, so got shipped off to my nan's. Little did they know i had the spare key.
One night i told my nan i was staying at my cousins, which she believed. I met my cousin and we both went back to mine. When we got to mine, we proceeded to play indoor football (the real kind, that actually involves feet for most of the game) and all manner of games, until we started to become bored. Then it dawned on, i had an idea i had been saving up for an evening just like this.
I have a rather large garage and a table tennis table in it. Thefore what else could we do... play table tennis... Fuck No!!
We proceeded to cover the table in kitchen foil (being the sensible health and safety conscious young things that we were. And found my set of Army men from way back when (this included tanks and jeeps and other stuff). We took small pieces of tissue dipped in meths and attached these to each soldier and jeep. What also came with the army men were the metal mortar firing spring thingies. Obviously a normal match would just go out in the air, but one with methsy toilet paper stays lit.
Turned out to be the most quality game ever.
However, our health and safety conscious little minds did not take into account ventilation and now my garage was thick with toxic smoke from the roof toabout 1 metre down.
Therefore we spent the next few weeks with sore lungs and the occasional bloody nose.
Well worth a try, only ventilate the room!!!
(, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 17:28, Reply)
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