Yesterday was Mother's Day and, to make sure that it was definately one not to forget, MrV had four fire-engines, and crew, pull up outside our main door! At 8am.
Our shower went up in flames. (Electrical fire inside the shower unit, not very big fire, not much smoke damage, horrid smell though - rather glad I've caught a cold really).
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Having four fire engine-fuls of hunky firemen turn up on my doorstep on Mother's Day doesn't sound so bad to me. Just a pity they weren't bringing flowers and chocolate, otherwise it would have been perfect!
"Having four fire engine-full of hunky firemen turn up on my doorstep on Mother's Day doesn't sound so bad to me."
Yes indeed, I risked life and limb to provide a good present (I was in the shower when it burst into flames) and I don't think I even got a thank you.
On the other hand I did get to practise my lipreading skills.
"M-y h-u-s-b-a-n-d i-s o-f-t-e-n o-u-t o-f t-o-w-n..."
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