As some of you may or may not be aware my paid job is supporting people who find it difficult to engage in society to live fulfilling lives, and to do this I train volunteers and match them to individual people, I also run a weekly support group.
At Christmas I generally provide a meal for my clients and to save on the budget this year I decided to cook, yeah I cook as well.
Now in the summer my brother laid my new laminate and in the process he found that my all singing all dancing cooker had burned a hole in the floor board. For no reason that I can I explain, I decided to cook chicken pieced in the oven and make a macaroni and cheese pie, IN THE OVEN - I did attempt to cover the floor hoping that the cooker would not burn my new floor, DUH! WRONG!
Did I worry when the kitchen filled with somke? Did I worry when my eyes started to sting? Did I worry when I saw flames glowing under the cooker, HELL YES.
Panic setting in I filled a pan of water and threw it under the cooker, NO JOY, so I tried again success, flames disappeared, I waited checking and fearful that the flames were slower creeping under the floor boards, but fortunately the double pan of water did the trick and a full blown fire was averted.
I have not the heart to look under the cooker to examine the damage. Ignorance is bliss.
Oh the food? the clients loved the food and the staff lapped up the left overs.
I am still avoiding the moment of truth, would one of you be willing to check it out for me?