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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Toasty warmHaving long graduated from university, the student traits prevail such that most of our flat is pretty dirty. This includes the kitchen where every few months or so the toaster has a loaf of crumbs shaken out of it. However, this one time the many years of service were too much for the toaster. I was in the lounge during a toast-making exercise when I smelled a worrying aroma. I dashed into the kitchen to see flames leaping from the charcoal briquettes of bread stuck inside the toaster. I ejected the toast and flung it, using a fork, into the sink.
But that wasn't the end of it. The years of crumbs ensrusting the inside of the toaster were on fire. I unplugged the toaster and tried to blow them out. But, like lifeboat matches, it was impossible to extinguish. Cue me throwing the toaster into the sink and flooding it with water. The fire was out, but we had lost a dear friend. I bought a new toaster later that day, but I'll never forget our old one who gave us so much joy and sustenance through our student years.
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