Woosh

[Greenmantle]

If you'd rather not hasten an already receding hairline, don't try to
start a bonfire with petrol

Dave

[puddock]

Reminds me of a story my Mother told me about when herself and my Father where 'courting' (Do people still 'court'???) and he decided to impress her by splashing out on a romantic meal.
"Mr Suave and Sophisticated", with Brylcream laden hair, decided he would astound her with his levels of coolness by lighting his cigarette on the candle at the table.
His sophistication was obviously doing the trick, as he noticed that Mum could only sit staring, wide eyed and dumbstruck and totally entranced by his charm.
It was only when he asked if she could smell burning that she managed to force out the words that his hair was well ablaze (estimate @ 12"), at which moment all hell broke loose in the establishment.
No serious harm was done except that rather than resembling a young Cliff Richard, he now resembled some sort of mad monk for a while.