We had some excitement down the street last weekend. Sue had arranged to bandage a friend's leg (first time dirt-bike riding ...) and when he phoned to say that a fire had blocked off access to our street, I headed outside for a squizz.
Four fire-trucks ended up at the blaze. The fire-crews have to negotiate a price to fight the fire so hopefully the garage-owner did better than some stories that we have heard, where buildings burn as haggling takes place.
Neighbours dampened down their homes - in the end the fire was contained to the garage, tho' the big house next door got a good blackening from the heap of tyres that went up in smoke
Of course, I was not the only person to stop and watch ...
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