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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Short.Brother was about 7. He wet his underwear.
The buggger thought the best way to dry them would be turn off lights in the bathroom, unplug a bulb, then plug it back in.
Lights on.
Smouldering wee soaked panties.
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Rev. Cleo has a book shelf, would like another, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 23:17,
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