You Did Know There Is A Fire In Cape Town, Right?

I woke up this morning with a cold sweat, fear gripping me like a wily black panther biting into the neck of an obnoxious springbok, who thought he was better than everyone else and decided to chill at the watering hole by himself. The smell of burning wood in my nostrils could only mean one thing.

“Christ, had a I wet the bed again”, I said aloud, bracing myself for a flank-side attack from The Girlfriend. She was still fairly comatose beside me though, and the sheets were still dry, so my burnt-word-smelling wee was not the cause of this. Then I realised that this was actually another one of those “Cape Town fires” you read about in the morning papers. Here with some pics from the latest event:

Cape Town. Looking All Prim and Proper.

Boom! Suddenly the long dormant Devils Peak volcano erupts.

Christ, where's Will Smith when you need him?

Even Tom Cruise would do right about now.

So yeah, pretty intense. There is a reservoir near The HQ in which I pee in regularly, the helicopters are busy filling up those bucket things with the reservoir water, so I’d like to think I have played a part in helping put these flames out.

They say it was probably started by a cigarette stompie AGAIN. Seriously guys, can we cut that shit out now?

[Pics thanks to Matt and Peter]

Shaun Oakes

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