Since September Mr R has been training as a volunteer fireman for the Lake Country Fire Department and will be on-call for our local station at Carr's Landing and we thought it was about time we showed him and the chaps in action!
The training is pretty major, every other Saturday (8am to 6pm) and every Monday and Wednesday night from 6 to 9pm...or 11 if it is Wednesday Wings down the pub!
Having just lost him to the cherries of most of the summer I was slightly less than enthusaistic but am clinging to the promise of a fireman's uniform in the wardrobe by December!!!
They have a mixture of theory (lots of very heavy, very long books) and practical - the practical seems to be rating much higher on the fun scale than the written exams - what a surprise!
Over the last months they have been through a smoke room, crawled down tunnels, had to sit in full gear in temperatures which would roast a potato in seconds, put out car fires, gas fires, house fires and cats on fire (okay not the last one but only because they couldn't catch one first!) and taken cars apart with the Jaws of Life to save Rescue Randy, the 200lb 'citizen'.
As Dad pointed out this morning , perhaps I should be getting concerned about the amount of time Mr R is spending with an inflatable doll....!
This weekend it was the taking cars apart session and the chaps kindly made Mr R a convertible - LCFD style!
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