When I was 15 living with my Mother in Manchester England, I had a close escape from burning the hose down. We lived just 10 minutes from old Trafford home of Manchester United and as a result I was a die hard fan. On my fifteenth birthday whilst at school, my Mum had decorated my room in the Man U colours, the Man U wall paper, Duvet cover, red curtains etc. I came home from school, went up stairs to change and was so amazed and surprised at what she had done for me, it was brilliant. Needless to say I was so happy and thankful. Anyway, after a few days I was sitting on my bed, which was by the window playing with a lighter. I wanted to see how close i had to get the naked flame to the curtain before it caught fire!!!! I found out pretty quickly, the curtains went up like they were lased with petrol, I panicked and started to clap my hands together over the curtains to put it out and obviously then the fire spread and jumped onto the duvet cover, thats when I called for Mum....
Thankfully she had a brain in her head unlike me at the time and put out the fire before we all burnt to death.
You dont want to know what I did with the light socket and my finger!!!!!