Well, for my first blog entry I shall tell you all about how my kitchen set on fire this evening.
It
happened on a glorious Friday Afternoon when Myself and my sister were
getting ready to watch an episode of Secrets of War on the Yesterday
channel (it's one of my guilty pleasures... thanks to the Yesterday
channel I know almost everything there is to know about Nazi Germany).
After
a hard days work I had just settled into my favourite chair in our
living room when the fire alarm went off. I assumed it was the toaster
as my sister had been burning toast all day (she has a slight obsession
with toast) so I wasn't too panicked until I casually got out of my
chair to fan the fire alarm and was confronted with a dining room full
of black smoke! Instantly I became a crazed mess.
I have vague memories of asking if I should phone for the fire brigade then shouting "whats the number?"
When I eventually did remember the number I recall asking for an ambulance (because they'll put the fire out right?) then getting rather hysterical and confused when the woman on the other end of the phone was asking where abouts I was (I now feel as though I should call her back and apologise...but I won't).
To cut a long story short... My dishwasher decided to spontaneously combust. I might add that at the time the dishwasher was not even turned on.
Thankfully no one was hurt and all that's damaged is the dishwasher and there is a small amount of fire damage on the walls.
But hey ho, that's life I guess.
The Offending dishwasher (sorry not too good a photo but that's blackberrys for you) |
Take care Darlings,
Laura Lou x
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