Anita’s husband, Creswell, had said it was probably best not to light the fire until they got the chimney cleaned. It would be a tragedy if the house caught on fire.
“Use the gas heater. It’ll take the chill out even if it smells the house out a bit.”
Anita and Creswell had budget worries. Groceries, electricity, and running the car were priorities. Getting a chimney cleaner was a little too expensive at present, even though Creswell worked. Anita didn’t have a job, and in the current economic climate two jobs had become necessary to pay for day to day living.
So off to work Creswell went! Anita lit the fire. It will be out by the time Creswell gets back from work, and then she can turn the heater on like it had been going all day.
She was lucky to get out of the house alive.
Now look what you went and did, Anita!
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She is very naughty.
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She was lucky to have a husband named Creswell.
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I thought so too, although he was a bit of a bastard.
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You can’t win them all.
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Well at least she lived! You fooled me….I thought the fire was going to hit the gas and up in flames.
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I never thought of that. That would be awesome!!
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More Mayhem…courtesy of Max.
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That’s truly poignant Bruce. It’s like one of those Victorian stories for children with an improving moral purpose, but for feckless adults – like me!
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Thanks John. Love the Victorian comparison!
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Doesn’t pay to cut corners.
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Motto: Cut firewood, not corners.
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True, although in Anita’s case she should have cut sandwiches, perhaps? Or some of the lovely blackberry pie her husband had lovingly baked and left for her in the kitchen?
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Well, it sounds like she kept warm anyway.
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You’re getting warm – as the saying goes. (I had to explain that one!)
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