Showing posts with label arson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arson. Show all posts

Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Why?

Why, in this season of peace, love, sharing and goodwill to all men, would someone want to torch our potting shed on Christmas night?

The outside
Looking through the window. Immediately under the window was a large wooden potting bench - as long as the window, about 3 feet wide and 2 inches deep. Gone. The facing wall had contained 3 full height shelving units with the world's largest collection of plantpots. The 2 charred remains of planks had held 3 propagators - 1 electric and 2 large normal ones, all of which have melted completely away.
Looking in through the door - and, yes, that is a semi-melted Black and Decker strimmer in amongst the paint explosion.
The corner under the window - where the fire was started. The fire officer thinks 'they' put or poured something flamable through the louvre window. That's the mangled remains of a petrol leaf hoover, the triton workbench and other as yet unidentified 'stuff' plus the ash of the potting bench.

One petrol Flymo, one small electric hovermower, 2 jerrycans.

All that remains of about 50 metres of hosepipe.

I couldn't bring myself to post any more depressing photos, but I can console myself that it could have been so much worse.
Happy Christmas.