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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Back in the summer of '95This takes me back,
Growing up in Dorset there wasn't a great deal to do aside from drinking the cheapest nastiest booze from the local costcutter and wandering aimlessly through fields :)
One evening had a couple of white strike ciders in the baking hot summer , wandered to the local pub and carried on with a few pints....
Bogs were crowded so I stumbled outside, had a puke then proceeded to piss into a hedge opposite the pub... flicked my fag but into it finished pissing and went back in..
Next thing I know the tinder dry hedge has gone up, burnt 20 ft of a garden fence and burnt the paint off 3 cars parked next to it.
The old dears who owned the property with the fence were standing in the road in slippers having heart attacks.
Gave up the hedges, still smoking though.
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WOLF .™, Fri 4 Nov 2005, 14:28,
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