Residential drama
Monday, 16 February 2009
Midafternoon, helicopters chopchopchopped overhead, and hung around. Two of ’em. But why? Oh, a house on the next street was afire. Nobody home, fortunately.
Those poor people. Fires are worse than trees.
Monday, 16 February 2009
Midafternoon, helicopters chopchopchopped overhead, and hung around. Two of ’em. But why? Oh, a house on the next street was afire. Nobody home, fortunately.
Those poor people. Fires are worse than trees.