Fire and Flames!

Well, just got back into the house.

I was sat doing some ironing when George had come flying downstairs "I think I can see smoke..." His Lordship and I shot out and ran up towards the industrial estate which is very near by. Having arrived there, calling the services on the way, we were there only a few moments when the first firetruck hauled up. By this point, ominous whooomphs are issuing from the car yard just over the fence and the firemen were hauling out hoses, trailing them across the road, and dashing through the hedge.

A large group of people was accumulating, when some prat drove over the filling hose. Well, He and I had presence of mind to step into the road and turn traffic around whilst another chap ran to get the "police road closed" signs. A woman stepped out to help and joined in with the insults as another idiot forced his way past us to drive across just as a car came up the cul-de-sac, and realised she was stuck there - the hose was right over the end of the road. Another bloke and I sorted it out to move the hose slightly, put it futher along the middle so cars could turn more easily and for her to get out whilst a bloke in a rugby top yelled at stupid kids trying to get through the hedge: "Can you not hear the explosions?!" Fortunately it's Sunday, so chances of people there is quite slim.

Thank you to all the bright people that stepped in to control this small aspect of the situation - I guess it takes a special sort of mindframe. It cheered His Lordship out of his blue funk anyway. The irony is that Ray Mears is teaching us how to make fire on telly at the same time.

Related Quote of the Day: "Build a man a fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, he'll be warm for the rest of his life." - Terry Pratchett.