Fire!

Major drama this morning when the petrol generator burst unto flames. Fearing it would blow up, both Elle and I immediately fled from the house. After regaining my senses (or perhaps losing them) I went back only to find huge flames leaping from the shed where the generator is housed. (To make matters worse, the shed also contained a full jerry can of petrol which we only bought this morning!)

Terrified that the fire would spread to the trees above and the thatched roof of the house just yards away, I had no option but to try and put the fire out. In the absence of a fire extinguisher, this involved gathering buckets of sand from the yard, entering the shed and throwing them onto the burning generator. Mindful, that it might blow up at any moment, this was carried out with some urgency. Fortunately, the Gods were on my side and I managed to eventually smother the fire, saving us from what would have been a major disaster.

Needless to say, the generator is no more, reduced to a molten mass of plastic and scorched metal. It's the afternoon now and Elle is still quite shaken by the experience. I'm just glad it happened when I was here and I was able to put it out before it spread to the house.

Don't know what the cause of the fire was but hopefully will have a full enquiry when Robin the fireman gets back later today. Will also ask him why there is no fire extinguisher in the house...