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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Aaaaahhh, this talk of butaneReminds me of once at the beach my cousin and I dug a pit, set a fire and put a jumbo size hairspray on it, nozzle down, arse end pointed into the clear blue sky.
Our aim was to watch as it fly like a space rocket, after all, the principles are the same, aren't they?
Cue my dad discovering us hiding behind a dune, when asked why we look furtive and deny all knowledge of a fire and the possibility of there being a hairspray can on it.
Said male parent person looks over the dune at the fire, hears a slight hiss, says something terribly rude in Africaans and throws us to the sand.
The hairspray can didn't go flying skywards at all, it exploded with enough force to blow out the rather substantial fire and make a crater about the size of our living room. There was glassified sand in the pit!
(, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 15:48, Reply)
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