Fire!
If things had turned out a tiny bit differently, I could
well have been writing this from …. well, I don’t know where as two weeks
ago today the Fishing Breaks office was almost consumed by a fire in the
cornfield that backs onto the office that was being harvested at the time.
It was an average Friday afternoon as we headed towards the
weekend when someone popped into the office to say there was a fire on the
hill. That explains the smell of burning we thought, so Sarah headed out by
way of curiosity returning five minutes later with a stricken look. ‘Its
really bad’, she said calling the fire brigade.
I went out to check the fire from the garden of our
immediate neighbour who was in the greatest danger. At that moment, with
the sirens already in the distance and the wind taking the blaze away from
us it looked under control. In truth, it was more fascinating than
dangerous. Then suddenly the wind changed, whipping up a storm of fire,
smoke and a fear-inducing crackling noise as the flames swept towards us.
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