So there we are sound asleep after a very relaxed christmas day when we were woken be an odd sound. Much of the next 30 seconds or so involved swearing firstly about the fact that I could not work out the alarm on this phone then that the smoke alarm is faulty and I am taking out the battery……
It was around 2.30am – boxing day
The firemen told us that the fire had been burning for quite a few hours and had various conversations about candles and electrics. The top floor of the house which constitutes a loft conversion, which is our lounge, is no more. Mainly because of smoke damage as oppose to flames. There were 2 things of note for me in the aftermath of this event.
- The smoke alarms, without a doubt, saved our lives.
- The footstool saved the house.
The time it had taken the the footstool to burn through had filled the whole floor with dense smoke. As the smoke increased it filled its way down the stairs and became a ceiling in the bedroom corridor where we had a smoke alarm. Had that alarm not worked by the time the footstool had burnt through we would have had the fire burn through and over the whole of the ceiling in my mothers room. The boys would have been next trapped and we may have escaped through a window as our room is in a different section of the house.
Got the boys up got the parents up, phoned the fire brigade and all out.
The fire dept were here in a very short time considering they are all on pagers and alarms. Two engines turned up silently lighting up the night like an old disco. Then the police, then lastly the ambulance who managed to sound the siren and wake those nearby that we had not woken.
The firemen may have wondered why I was smiling throughout but I was just so happy that the smoke alarms woke us. In psychological terms my wife was having a hard enough time with all this so I needed to remain up-beat.
Several hours later and all was well. Our next door neighbours had produced boxes of biscuits, chocolates and managed to find cups to give drinks to all these firemen and assorted others.
NO INTERNET !!
Funny how I lay in bed hours later after everyone was asleep and remembered the comments directed at those who tweet in times of crisis. I had not the ability to do this – the phone and internet was down. Normally I would just pick up my phone but the boy had got mine for xmas and, until I get my replacement, I was using a Siemens A60 that was left from a previous life. So no connection. This was however hours after the event but I must be one of those who would share the event given the opportunity. After the fact I decided to write this page before I shared it as it was not now an immediate response.
I am a techy. Are we going to have issues in a world of energy deprivation to come. What do you go through when the internet goes down or when sky box says “no signal is being received”? Thoughts for another post I believe.
We lost a few things to fire damage, and it got hot enough that the velux window has cracked full length, but most of the damage is due to smoke. It surprised me how much stuff we have in one room and how much is modern technology.
I always believed that I generally do not sleep deeply enough to miss events like this but I would not now put that to the test as this event happened on one of those few nights I slept very deeply.
check your smoke alarms – now!
the silver is the side of our TVdrobo may live again we will seebt home hub router is no longer – RIP
Footstool saved the house… iomega stor center may survive after a clean