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Mill Fire [Apr. 22nd, 2009|09:03 am]
Tony Grist
My mother-in-law rang around nine. She wanted to know what all the black smoke was about. I hadn't noticed it myself, so I went outside- and there it was boiling up behind the housetops. Not only smoke, but flakes of fire. A passer-by said it was the mill belonging- "excuse my french- to that robbing bastard". We knew exactly who he meant
Ailz and I got into the car and went to have a gawp, but the streets were clogged, so we gave up- and drove home- and I set out again on foot to find a viewpoint.

A crowd had gathered at a point halfway up Honeywell Lane- where we could look through the gates of an adjoining property right into the heart of the blaze. By the time I arrived the walls were gone- and the fire was roaring away among the girders. Every time a really tall flame went up the crowd cheered. 

This morning the air smells of char, the newspapers assure us no-one was hurt- and rumours are flying.


[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2009-05-01 01:47 pm (UTC)
The picture is severely cropped. It wasn't anywhere near that close :)

We drove past the site yesterday (30/4/09) and the fire had finally stopped putting out smoke.

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