Fire!

At about 6.45 this morning Rachael woke me up saying that something was burning. Something did smell a bit dodgy but I'd been ignoring it in my sleep.

As soon as I left the bedroom it was pretty obvious that something was on fire downstairs. I'd left the windows open in the living room and the air outside was thick with smoke, some of which was billowing into the flat. I shut the windows and Rachael called the fire brigade. Apparently they'd already had a few calls about it.



Anyway, the fire brigade shortly arrived. They took about 30 minutes to put it out. It was a garage two doors away. These photos were taken when it had pretty much been extinguished. Had I been able to take them earlier they would have looked like some grey smoke.

Anyway, thanks to Rachael for having such a keen nose. And nil points to the smoke alarm, which usually goes off at the faintest whiff of browning toast, yet failed to produce a single beep in the presence of a toxic fumes from a burning building.

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Surrealist House

_MG_2725, originally uploaded by *ade.

Back in May, I photographed this strange unfinished building. It lies on a piece of wasteland, by the roadside, in a resort otherwise comprised of wealthy British golf enthusiasts' villas.

Strangely, I can't find anything about it on the web. I was told that it was a project by "the daughter of Van Gogh" to build a surrealist house. But a quick search tells me that he didn't have a daughter and, anyway, this looks like it was built in the 1960s so the dates clearly don't add up. Unless she was born in 1890 and built it in her 70s, I guess.

Anyway, I guess either the money ran out or they realised it was never going to work because it's still an empty concrete shell. I bet it would have been fantastic inside had they ever finished the roof and interior, but as it stands it's extremely barren and unwelcoming.

It's roughly here on the map.

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