I remember a Radio 2 listener recounting a tale to Terry Wogan, and I think it is worth repeating.
A man (the listener) was having a bbq in his garden with a group of friends. It was coming towards the end of the day and they were just toasting the marshmallows on the flames of the bbq when they heard a lot of sirens and saw 2 fire engines go rushing past the house.
Realizing that the engines had stopped up the road, they all raced to the end of the street and saw a house well alight, when the home owner saw them and gave them all a filthy look.
The listener couldn't understand why and they all returned to his bbq when it dawned on him that they had all appeared at the mans burning house holding toasting forks and marshmallows...
