It's been hot as hell in cape Town for the past few weeks, and yesterday was blowing close-t-a-gale. In these conditions, fires spring up all over, and yesterday parts of the mountain caught alight.
The fire department can't get to a lot of these fires easily, so use huge Russain helicopters (Mil 8s?) to bomb them with a few tons of water at a time, from a huge bucket slung under the helicopter.
Anyway, the motorway home runs twixt the harbour and the mountain, and yesterday, while crawling along in the traffic, said chopper flys over, en route to fill up with another few tons.
After 'dipping', it came back, about 100ft off the deck, with spillage aplenty - most of it across my car! It was SOAKED!
Fortunately I had the windows up - the guy next to me wasn't so lucky, and was well doused!
So, instead of getting home and putting my feet up with a cold beer, I spend half an hour with the hosepipe, getting rid of any traces of salt water!
And no, there weren't any fish!
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LOL it's hell in the colonies. Pity we couldn't send you some of our girls from the local bikini carwash to sort things out so that you didn't have to waste valuable drinking time......
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' from a huge bucket slung under the helicopter '
Do you mind Ian - thats my stomach!
I thought you would have heard the apocryphal story of the scuba diver in the full gear found dead in the woods after a fire - he was minding his own business snorkelling happily in the sea when he heard this helicopter.....
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