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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anybody that knows me knows i like fire....I'm a fully badged, time served, pyromaniac and during the course of my lifetime of discovery have set many an item ablaze, including:
the lounge light when i was about 7 (but that was really my sisters fault because she wouldn't give me her skipping rope so i had to snatch it from her...she let go, rope whipped up behind me, smashed the lightbulb and set the shade alight. I have tried to recreate this again, without success. Dad wasn't happy)
A hay barn. Myself and a few friends ("Hi, Andy, Wayne etc!") created a quite spacious room inside a pile of bales. We were all sitting in there, marvelling at how clever we had been when i decided that all we needed to complete the scenario was a small fire. Doh! You cannot possibly conceive the speed at which the fire spread, nor how fast five young lads gave it toes away from that barn. You could see the flames all the way home....
The same few friends and myself went camping a few years later, at a local farm. We set up the tent and lit a small fire. I was in charge of fuel as it was too much effort for anybody else, so i went in search. Luckily the farm had an outhouse with some logs, kindling and paper so i asked the farmers wife(? not sure if she was his wife or the sheepdog, anyway, i digress...) if i could take some. "Sure help yourself" was the reply. Imagine her surprise when by the morning her entire supply of logs and so on that she was storing for the winter lay in ashes around our campsite!! That was one of the biggest fires I have ever made....
Last one! [If you want to hear more, email me or mither B3ta to let me!] As I got older and more mature, so I eventually fooled a landlord into letting me rent one of his houses. The house was huge (er...actually still is - i didn't burn it down!) and had a small walled garden at the back. My girlfriend at the time and myself set about decorating and clearing rubbish, tidying the garden and general stuff like you do. there was so much rubbish, the only way to get rid of it was by fire (haha!!), so everything was piled high and set ablaze. This fire demonstrated the effect of combining close walls and dry rubbish - paint on the second floor windows started to burn away, a window on the first floor shattered and the kitchen window turned black. I was in the process of deciding whether to call the fire brigade or hang tight on the basis of "the fire surely cannot sustain itself for longer" when the decision was taken for me by the police who had seen the top of the fire from several streets away and assumed i needed help....lots of people not happy!!
Remember kids, fire isn't cool, it's hot. Practice using it whenever you can!
I have never been this long before and never will be again.
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