That was freakish.

I went into my darkened kitchen tonight, minding my own business, just reaching for the camomile tea. I never got to make the tea. The whole kitchen was lit by strong blue lights, flashing.

Firefighters, outside. Two fire trucks.

They were gone in about ten minutes - but it was actually terrifying to see them outside in the front yard. Cops or ambulances mean that there's trouble that's happened to some other poor bugger - fire services mean that everybody's potentially at risk.

No comments:

Post a Comment

"And if we have unearned luck, now to scape the serpent's tongue, we will make amends ere long. Else the Puck a liar call ..."

So speak.