Jackie, Wendy and I had a night in at Wend's house in Stuart Road. Megan and Chloe were tucked up in bed and the three of us settled down to our wine! We had a brilliant time, having a few drinks, laughing and talking when we realised we were hungry so went into the kitchen and Wend, always cold, decided to light the gas rings. She then leaned against the cooker and we carried on talking. Suddenly Jackie and I said together, 'Look, there's a fire outside', not the slightest bit concerned just saying 'Ooh, wonder where that is?'. How daft were we!! We all realised together that what we were seeing was actually the reflection in the window of Wend's back going up in flames. Jackie and I set about putting out her back, in absolute hysterics, not realising how serious it could have been, numbed by our wine!! Poor Wend, after the alcohol had worn off she was in agony. Despite this, it is one of the funniest memories I have of the three of us together.