So I was happily relaxing in front of the TV when I heard two loud bangs (it sounded like glass breaking). I jumped up and was expecting to see a cracked casserole dish but was in for quite the surprise when I saw my dish towel on fire.  I grabbed the dish towel thinking ahh not to bad just a little flame, but by the time that thought had gone through my head it was a BEEG flame and I'm yelling "Duncan Duncan"  (who is busy saying goodnight to Grace). I throw the dish towel into the sink, Duncan arrives saying "what's burning?" and I'm just standing there – clearly having a fright not a flight response :).  Anyway Duncan put the fire out and besides two little marks on our counter top and a dish towel that is no longer, no real harm was done. I have been meaning to buy new dish towels for way too long – I suppose burning them is one sure way to ensure I go and get some 🙂