Talking Of Firemen .....

It's just reminded me of an anecdote an actual firemen told us, on another forum. It's so terrible I've never forgotten it. Thought I my repeat it here, for ye own delight and delectation.

Seems this guy was attending a fire in a house several stories high. He and his oppo not only unflinchingly did the unthinkable; Going into a burning building. They also went up the several flights of stairs. Checking each room as they went.

As 'luck' would have it, they found two men, passed out from smoke inhalation, on the very top floor. In a scene that could bring a tear to a glass eye, our man explained how he saw his mate pick up one of the prone blokes in the classical Firemans Lift.

He then watched as he carried him out the door to the stairs. Bending his own body to best protect his helpless charge from the worst of the flames and falling ceiling.

" I ", he said, " Grabbed my bloke by the feet and ran, as fast as I f**king could! I went screaming down those stairs, his head banging off every step. Over took my mate straight away. I was getting the f**k out of there! "

It was the gently reflective way he delivered the epilogue that was the killer though:

" My mates guy died. He'd breathed too much sh!t in. Mine survived. I got an award for that one. Funny how it goes. "


Absolutely true story!