What is it about a fireman's uniform that drives women wild?
Let me explain. Last night we had a bit of excitement when the local mechanics garage's car storage area went up in flames.
I didn't know anything was going on to start with; I'm used to the sound of sirens on a Saturday night. It wasn't until I heard a bang, kind of like a wheelie bin being blown over, did I think to look out of the window (knowing that no wheelie bins were out and it wasn't windy). I got into my kitchen and it smelled quite smoky, and although I'm not exactly a gourmet chef, I knew this wasn't my doing this time so looked out of the window to see a huge great big fire engine and plumes of smoke.
Of course a fire brings out lookers-on, and of course firemen bring out women, there were about half a dozen of the local hausfraus out in their nighties. The ironic thing being was that most were smoking cigarettes whilst looking.
This should be quite an unusual occurrence, but it's the fourth or fifth time this storage area has gone up, so you do wonder if it's an insurance job. It's strange that the garage is allowed to store cars that close to a residential area, I wonder if the local council will review the situation.
