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My eldest daughter had moved out and was living in the attic flat above a fabric/curtain-y shop. the shop was a little, old-fashioned bungalow type and the flat had sloping walls with a window at each end. The windows were wooden framed, painted green and made up of small individual rectangles.
Aurora and I had been out shopping and as we arrived back at her place, we noticed there was a fire in the shop. The shop owner was stood outside on the pavement. Aurora was upset as all her stuff was inside.
I had the brilliant idea that if we got a ladder, we could climb up and through the window. A ladder was duly fetched, and once inside, I told the shop owner to move it as I knew the firemen would be upset that we'd gone inside. Sitting on the floor we went through her stuff, trying to decide what we could manage to rescue. She had a heart-shaped tin with some things of mine in, mainly beads and a small (2inch) bear. Then I spotted her suitcase and it was obvios we could fill that with a few bits of clothing and the rest of her sentimental stuff.
After throwing things into the suitcase we made our way out of the building using the top of a green bin. The rescuce services werent there yet, but the fire hadnt progressed any.
There was no real sense of urgency, it was the deciding what was really important bit that was the most... important.
Aurora and I had been out shopping and as we arrived back at her place, we noticed there was a fire in the shop. The shop owner was stood outside on the pavement. Aurora was upset as all her stuff was inside.
I had the brilliant idea that if we got a ladder, we could climb up and through the window. A ladder was duly fetched, and once inside, I told the shop owner to move it as I knew the firemen would be upset that we'd gone inside. Sitting on the floor we went through her stuff, trying to decide what we could manage to rescue. She had a heart-shaped tin with some things of mine in, mainly beads and a small (2inch) bear. Then I spotted her suitcase and it was obvios we could fill that with a few bits of clothing and the rest of her sentimental stuff.
After throwing things into the suitcase we made our way out of the building using the top of a green bin. The rescuce services werent there yet, but the fire hadnt progressed any.
There was no real sense of urgency, it was the deciding what was really important bit that was the most... important.