Well, it's all go here. The village chip shop has burnt to the ground, the day that they were supposed to re-open. I'd say that it's all a bit fishy but it's more a bit, well, smokey! 
Five fire engines FULL of hot, sweaty men. JWN - you my dear, would have been in your element. 
Of course being so close, we were told to close our windows etc.... so I had a little wander out of the cottage, a little nosey at the men folk. Very nice. 
Then I did my bit and helped out the local rag, gave them an eye whitness account....'Mrs Mouse of tiny village was one of the residents trapped indorrs by the plumes of thick, acrid smoke' Read all about it!
Do you want to know how it started, you do don't you! Well, the new 'owners' where in the shop prepping stuff for their grand opening when one of the fryers cought like.
Oh no I hear you cry, did they put it out?
Yes, dear reader, WITH A BUCKET FULL OF FECKING WATER!!!!!
As you can imagine, that went well. 
Anyway, they have now re-opened the village and all is quiet again.
It's glorious here, so so lovely. BBQ planned for later, Nemo may have a little snooze...... I might too. I wish.
Was - not rambling, de-cluttering which is all you need to do here, just let it all out x
GOOD LUCK LUCI!! xx