Theres this hippy comes to see me play sometimes. he always says, 'wow!.... like man you were on fire tonight....'

Bob Stokes the Dublin Busker was gigging The Poets Corner (a rough Irish pub in the Meadows area of Nottingham, despite its genteel name) when someone set fire to the pub during his act. The next time he did it, there was a murder outside in the car park.

I remember Mick Peat organised a Pie and Peas Night, with Derek Brimstone doing the cabaret, when suddenly pie kitchen was ablaze. We had to evacuate the building.

I hope this is seen as a valid contribution to this cryptic thread.