I Confess
It was around 30 years ago. I was a student nurse living in the nurses home.
I loved arts and crafts and one evening spent hours making little animals from a clay that became hard when baked in a domestic oven.
I put them in the oven went back to my room and forgot all about them.
Then around 4am I was woken with the fire alarm and doors banging shut.
I sleepily got up and made my way to the designated area with all the other nurses.
Fireman were rushing around the corridors checking wiring etc , unable to locate the fire.
Suddanly I remembered the animals!
I snuck back to my floor to the kitchen opened the oven and flung the now black charred objects out the window. There was no fire or smoke in the kitchen just a horrible smell.
I returned to the row of sleepy nurses before they had even noticed I'd gone, and joined in their complaints of ' Bet someone has burnt the bloomin' toast ... I will never get back to sleep. .. ' etc etc .
It is expensive for the fire engines to come to the hospital and I never told a soul it was me
I loved arts and crafts and one evening spent hours making little animals from a clay that became hard when baked in a domestic oven.
I put them in the oven went back to my room and forgot all about them.
Then around 4am I was woken with the fire alarm and doors banging shut.
I sleepily got up and made my way to the designated area with all the other nurses.
Fireman were rushing around the corridors checking wiring etc , unable to locate the fire.
Suddanly I remembered the animals!
I snuck back to my floor to the kitchen opened the oven and flung the now black charred ob
I returned to the row of sleepy nurses before they had even noticed I'd gone, and joined in their complaints of ' Bet someone has burnt the bloomin' toast ... I will never get back to sleep. .. ' etc etc .
It is expensive for the fire engines to come to the hospital and I never told a soul it was me