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.
(
chthonic, Thu 3 Nov 2005, 9:11)
« Go Back
FishfaceWhile on a Venture Scouts camp (Venture Scouts=Scouts for grown ups who don't want to) early one morning, we were busy standing around the camp fire frying sausages and generally feeling tired, cold, damp and hungover. Cue the appearence of my mate who leaned over the fire, threw something in and stood back grinning like a loon. Our tired brains didn't register anything until the can of mackerel fillets exploded, spattering everyone cooking breakfast with red hot fish flakes and ash.
Cue 5 lads walking around for a week with red-spotted faces covered in fishy burns and one lad with a frying pan-sized bruise.
(
Dixipoos Bye Bye Blackbird, Sat 5 Nov 2005, 17:49,
Reply)
« Go Back