Friday, August 18
I guess it was a combination of things, really.
I was a bit bored (or at least I was procrastinating, since “bored” doesn’t really exist once you’re a grown-up), I had a clear and clean table, I was waiting for my flatmates to come home before I served dinner and I had a bag of 100 tea light candles (previously bought at IKEA). I thought to myself: “I only ever use one or two at a time and I have 90 or so still sitting there, doing nothing”. A few minutes later I had a nice little candle mountain, which then grew and grew once my flatmates got home. The result was about 30 candles stacked up, burning vividly. We only put them out once the wax, having heated up,started burning, thus setting off the smoke alarm and running all over the table…
