The temperature in our bedroom at night has been getting ridiculous. Given that we're in a loft-conversion room, all the heat from the house gathers up there, and last night I checked and it was 30 degrees Celsius at 11pm! The night before I'd had to get up at 3.30 to sleep downstairs, it was just too hot. So I suggested to Olga that we both sleep on the sofa, where we could have the patio door open slightly to let a decent breeze in. Lara woke at 12.3o and 1-something, but then it was peace and quiet until she decided Olga should get up, around 6.30. I went out to walk the dog, and said hello to our neighbour, who asked if we saw the fire engines last night... The short story is that 2 fire engines attended a fire in a house about 40 metres from our front door, 3 houses up across the road! This was from 3.30 onwards, apparently their walkie-talkies weren't working, so they were shouting to each other, loads of other neighbours were up to see what all the fuss was, and we slept through it all! Didn't even see the blue flashing lights through our front blinds, even though we were almost sleeping in the front room!
No-one was hurt, luckily, it seems the basement of this house caught light (I'm sure I'll find out exactly what happened from our neighbour, whose brother's family live next door to the affected house), but one of the family was still awake, and raised the alarm. I had a quick look at lunchtime when walking Mishka, and the smoke damage reaches the second floor windows, so I can imagine it was quite a fire.
Hmm, if we're sleeping that soundly, I must check the batteries on our smoke alarms...
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