A Little Epiphany - (and a newbie delurking)

[Dia]

Well, here's a story from my own childhood.

My mother was working in the basement one winter afternoon and asked me to put the kettle on for hot chocolate, which I did. I think I was 12, maybe. Then I went into the LR to read.

The kettle boiled, whistled until it boiled dry, then commenced melting itself onto the electric coil of the burner. I never heard a thing. What finally tore my attention away from the book was the 'something's burning' smell.