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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Another chemistry lessonI'll set the scene; very short sighted chemistry teacher decided it was a cold enough day to show us phosphorus and it's wonderful flammable nature in a good environment... yes our school could be that cold.
She brought out a alrge stick of phosphorus in oil and proceeded to take it out of the oil and use a scalpel to cut off a sliver to put into a test-tube.
She then began to explain to us the dangers of working with phosphorus.
This, in retrospect, was her big mistake, as the small piece of phosphorus was being heated by her body heat travelling up the metallic scalpel handle (i am guessing).
There was a small puff of flame that made everyone jump and then an inconcievably long moment as the entire class watched the flaming sliver fall slap bang on the large piece.
Cue screams as a massive fireball and black smoke cloud erupted from the desk. Well suffice to say the worst injuries were only the teachers pride and a few sore throats from inhaling the rather poisonous smoke.
This happened in my second year (iirc) and the burn marks were still on the desk when we left the Upper Sixth form.
#Warning# wide message reversing.
(, Sat 5 Nov 2005, 21:59, Reply)
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