Finisterre designer narrowly escapes death!
It was just another December day in the Finisterre office - Christmas tunes on repeat, the smell of Cinnamon in the air and mince pies dominating our food intake. It was time for some pre-Christmas hot mulled wine action. Our designer Tom cranked up the mini gas ring, struck a match, and stood back, to the surprise of us all there pelted out a not-so-mini fireball, charring all around. Happily we put out the flames and all lived to tell the tale…. Microwave mulled wine anybody?
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