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The Time I Almost Blew Up My House

There are times in your life which you sit back and reflect on and think, seriously, what was I thinking? Well, folks, this is one of those stories.

At the age of 13, I was a regular school-boy. I would get up early before school, enjoy some breakfast and watch television before I would leave. This day however was an exception because as the title suggests, I almost blew up my house, in a very cartoon-like manner.

Back when I was 13, I would force myself out of bed at 6:00 am in order to watch Steve Irwin's famous Crocodile Hunter which would start at 6:15 until 6:30, and then again from 7:00 until 8:00 over on Animal Planet here in the UK. I am a huge lover of nature and am a very big animal enthusiast, and at the time, I was the owner of several species of exotic animals including Leopard Geckos, Rat Snakes and several species of Tarantula. Therefore, watching shows about species of wildlife was one of my favorite pass-times, and I would not consider my morning complete until I had taken in my nature fix for the day.

Of course, this specific episode featured an absolute behemoth of a crocodile, a white crocodile called Caspar, something I had never seen before, or heard about in my life. So naturally, I was intrigued. I wanted to learn about everything about this crocodile. Its habitat, the way it lived, the reasons for its colour and its enormous size, every little detail I wanted to take in. School was never my strong point, yet when I have a passion, I want to learn every little thing about that passion, and nature is one of them.

However, it seemed that Nature could have also been my demise. During a break, I went in to the kitchen to put some toast in the toaster and when I heard the break was over, I rushed into the living room, at the same time, forgetting to leave the living room door open and inadvertently forgetting about my breakfast also. It was not until I started to see thick black smoke seeping through the bottom of the door that I realized what I had done, and when I walked into the kitchen, it just hit me in the face; the thick black smoke, the roaring of the flames from the toaster, everything that could have gone wrong that one morning went wrong.

I quickly extinguished the flames on the toaster using a damp towel and opened all doors and windows in the downstairs area in order to get rid of the smoke as I was the only one awake, and within an hours time, by the time crocodile hunter had finished, the only thing that remained was the smell of burnt toast and for those wondering, no I did not eat it.

This is probably the most stupid thing I have ever done, yet when I look back and talk about my friends about this, we have some laughs and we have some jokes, because unfortunately, this is just one of the many on my list of incidents when cooking. Needless to say, I do not have a good resume as a chef.

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