Fire

Mike walked downstairs and noticed a faint orange glow outside the front door at about 3am one Sunday morning. Opening the door, he saw a small fire on the front steps, followed shortly by two fire engines pulling up and putting it out. Then, a police car and a policeman asking Mike if he'd called the police. Mike replied no, then asked if he could go back to bed. He was told he could, and later, in the afternoon when we looked outside, all that was left was a pile of ashes. The rubbish by the bins had been cleared away, perhaps by the firemen. I don't know why but I thought Brixton Voodoo Curse.

(2002, Brixton)