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Lightning is not my best friend..
Years ago in a particularly boring technical drawing class the mother of all thunder and lightning storms rolled over the school. We all gathered at the back of the class to watch and comment. About 15 mins after an excelent forked lightning strike about 3 miles away on a slight hill we noticed a fairly large plume of smoke.

Oh how we laughed and joked that " I bet that is some poor fuckers house gone up in flames snigger snigger". On closer inspection i realised that the small hill was the same small hill where i lived. Sufficed to say that when i got home an hour later the whole of Herefordshire Fire Brigade were still squirting what amounted to the total water supply of the local area onto what was left of a large victorian vicarage the my parents owned.

The most amazing thing was that the boys in wellies had managed to remove most of the furniture and paintings etc from the house while is was still burning down around them.
Particularly surprising was the mini grand piano. I went round the back to find 20 firemen in the kitchen (the only bit saved)drinking tea and grinning!
(Thu 3rd Nov 2005, 20:18, More)