Well not quite, but it felt like it!
The title above was suggested by a witty woodturner after a dreadful occurance in West Suffolk on Wednesday evening.
I was demonstrating at the West Suffolk club and all seemed to be going well. It was towards the end of the evening that a chap ran in shouting about a burning vehicle on the car park. You can imagine the scene that followed. We ran out to find there was indeed a burning vehicle, and god was it burning!
Several other cars were dreadfully close to it, and needed to be moved. And then the chap who owned the car had an awful moment of realisation and murmered, “that’s my car!” He wasn’t even a club member apparently, and had only been visiting with a view to joining. The fire brigade turned up after the usual wait that rural communities are used to, and put what was left of the vehicle out…and there was only steel left! The cause was not determined but an electrical fault seemed to be the most obvious explanation.
I felt so sorry for the poor chap. He seemed to be in deep shock and kept on about his SatNav, which I’d have thought was the least of his immediate problems.
The title was suggested in one of those very British black humour moments, because at the start, when the chap ran in with the shocking news, I was actually pyrographing the outer rim of a green bowl, and had just warned about the dangers of fire from the glowing tip!
Needless to say, my demo was cut short, and as soon as the fire brigade had made the area safe people began to drive past the wreck and homewards. It’ll be one for recollection at the Christmas dinner I’m certain.
I hope the poor chap gets his insurance payment, and I hope it covers his SatNav!
I’ll never top that demo, that’s for sure…