Imagine returning home, parking your car and a fire engine pulls up outside your house. As the vehicle stops a fireman leaps from the cab and starts running up your garden path. Well those of you who know me, won't be surprised to find out that this happened to me on Tuesday night.
I got out the car and asked (politely of course) what the hell was going on.
'We've had a report of a chimney fire here.'
'I don't think so,' I replied, looking at the chimney which was made even more conspicious by its distinct lack of any traces of smoke, never mind a raging fire. I think the lack of smoke also puzzled the fireman as his colleague by this time, although half way up the garden path, had stopped in his tracks. All thoughts of chucking a bucket of water over my fire rapidly diminishing from his mind.
'I don't have an open fire. I'm all electric but there is a chimney fire around the corner, I smelt it as I drove through the village.'
'But was the call made from this house?'
'I seriously doubt it.' By this time, relieved that my house wasn't burning to the ground, I was beginning to find the whole incident quite funny.
'Where did you say the fire was?' He asked.
'Top of the road, turn left, I smelt it by Holland House, almost opposite the church.'
With my directions and a quick thank you from the fireman they reversed their huge fire engine up the narrow lane I live in and went in search of the fire. Fortunately my neighbour's house didn't burn down and their chimney fire was quickly dealt with.
But it got me thinking - what if....?
Oh boy how did they get it so wrong. This story has made me smile.
ReplyDeleteI am glad everything worked out in the end and nobody was hurt or lost their property.
As you say what if?
We both lead interesting lives.
Best wishes
Feex
Oh boy.
ReplyDeleteWhat interesting lives we both lead Sue. As you said it could have been a case of what if.
I am glad the whole incident ended safely and no one lost their home.
Best wishes
Feex