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Oct. 30th, 2011 07:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycol"Can you smell burning?" I asked Richie, curious as to why there was a plastic burning smell over what should have been the lovely smell of a roast dinner.
"No, smells good to me..." he mused, and I suddenyl had a moment of realisation and leapt forward.
"OH GOD THE KETTLE!"
Yes. I managed to set the kettle (well, the wire) on fire. The kind where I am going to have to buy a new kettle tomorrow. Worse, the kind where I am going to have to make tomorrow morning's cup of tea with a pot of water boiled on the hob.
Fail, self. Fail.
"No, smells good to me..." he mused, and I suddenyl had a moment of realisation and leapt forward.
"OH GOD THE KETTLE!"
Yes. I managed to set the kettle (well, the wire) on fire. The kind where I am going to have to buy a new kettle tomorrow. Worse, the kind where I am going to have to make tomorrow morning's cup of tea with a pot of water boiled on the hob.
Fail, self. Fail.
