[Ag-eq] Fw: Beware of what you wish for because ...

[Jewel]

  I will tell you of my adventure of last night.
I was looking for a knife that I had just put down, and could I find it where any sane person would 
have put it?  Of course not, and then I went to open a cupboard in the scullery and it was jammed.
In a blind rage:  I shouted that I hated the bloody house and was going to burn it to the ground!
I am sure that you are familiar with the proverb:  "Beware of what you wish for because it might 
happen!"
Well!  having got over my temper tantrum, as it was a slightly nippy night, I switched on the fan 
heater.
Now the last time I had switched it on, it sounded as though the was a piece of paper in there being 
flipped around by the fan and this gave me the thought that it, the heater, was on its last legs.
Back to last night, I switched the heater on, it started and then stopped though I could feel a 
little heat on the front grill.
It is on the floor, just beside my chair.
I flicked the heater back on and started to eat my dinner, and then, suddenly, I felt a lot of heat 
coming from the heater.
Putting my dinner down, I put my hand on the heater, and what did I find?  it was on fire!
The plastic was melting, but, fortunately, not all of it was, at that precise moment, so I grabbed 
it and whisked it into the scullery and thence to the sink and turned the taps on it.
Before I throw it out, I will ask Cody to take a photo of it and will send it, the pic, not the 
heater to you and someone may be able to describe to you just how close the burning down of the 
house was, and I was bloody lucky to have been able to grab it in a place that wasn't on fire. 
Believe me!  being covered in burning plastic is not an experience you would want to go through 
twice.  All I got was a tiny dot of plastic on one finger.
I opened the windows to get rid of some of the fumes, and went to bed, but I had only been there a 
short while when I thought that the smell was getting stronger:  had I missed some of the burning 
plastic?  I ran my hands over the carpet where the heater had stood and, no!  there was nothing that 
gave me concern.  However, going a little to the right, I came across:  well I don't know what it 
was:  a tiny fragile coil-like thing that buzzed/vibrated/quivered  in my hand!  Was it a roasted 
moth or insect of some kind?  I have no idea!
Well!  the bloody house wasn't burned to the ground this time:  who knows what will happen next 
time!  However, I will try to repress my temper tantrums and threaten to burn it down!  Do you think 
that the buzzing/vibrating/quivering thing that I picked up was Fred, my house ghost who had taken 
me at my word and, was going to save me the trouble of striking the fateful match?
So, there we are!  "beware of what you wish for because that may be what you get!"


         Jewel