Fire? Fire?

Usual Saturday morning at the market and then a leisurely coffee down at Customhouse watching the fishermen, the bird life and flicking through a magazine.

Home and put shopping away and then settled down to catch up on my blipping responsibilities. Engrossed in Adobe Photoshop when a loud back followed by a thump and then a few seconds later the smell of burning rubber. Yikes....... fire?

Raced around turning every possible wall switch off and checking for heat points... nothing. Smell getting stronger. Maybe something in the roof has shorted. I cannot get up there so time to call the fire brigade. They were at the front door within minutes and swarmed all over the house looking for the culprit. Nothing.
Then one of the firemen wandered in and told us that the male next door had lit his barbeque with an accelerant!! Used a bit too much thus the bang and thump and the smell. Adrenalin rush began to dissipate to be replaced with bewilderment at the stupidity of some.
When I was nursing in my earlier life I worked in a burns unit where at least once a month we would be treating a male with flash back burns from doing exactly what the next door idiotman had done.

Anyway all well with our home and Mother had a lovely time with the excitement and the hoard of men in uniform paying her attention. It did make me smile when she proudly told a young fireman that she had been "sitting on the vibrator when there was a big bang" !! I quickly explained that she was using a vibrating mat to relieve stiff back muscles and lower back pain.