Well what an exciting start to the day we had on Friday! I was woken very early by flashing lights, peeping through the shutters. Right outside our front door was an enormous fire truck. Of course it was the one time that I had parked right near the Fire Hydrant. Doing a quiet panic (I could smell smoke), I quickly got up, put on a dressing gown, and rushed outside. The street was full of action. Two fire trucks, a couple of police cars, a fire investigator and ALL the neighbours.
Not my house. Thank Goodness. Not anyone's house. A back shed three door down. A very tumbledown old woodshed. Out our back window were more firemen, and another truck in the laneway.
Poppy thought it was all fantastic, especially the part where we got to drive over the big hose on our way to school later that morning. Oscar slept through the whole thing.
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