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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Parrafin PhunJust thought of another...
I was a young boy scout. We were at a campsite and it was getting dark, so we decided to start lighting the parrafin lamps. These were the old sort that you had to pump, then adjust the wick, then light... I pumped mine up loads, and parrafin vapour came out. I didn't realise this at the time, and I thought it was just smoking, so I asked my (slightly older, although completley inexperienced) mate for help. He set a match to it.
I just remember walking away, hearing a 'WOOFFF!' then 'HOLY SHIT MOTHER FUCKER!' and seeing carl roll around on the grass for a few minutes.
On the same weekend we also made a massive bonfire, and one of the older lads (i think he was called gary), chucked an empty lynx can on it, and ran like fuck.
The mess tent, 20 yards away, had a few smoldering holes in it, but I really felt for the poor venture scout bloke who ended up in casualty with a burning shard of metal lodged in the side of his neck. Apparently, he still has the scars from it, but is a bit up tight about the whole think because he was nearly killed.
Fun fun fun.
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