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Due to the aforementioned Iron Fire of ’11, my housemates and I arranged a visit from our local Fire Station to come inspect our flat, install some smoke alarms, and give us some general fire safety advice. Naturally the prospect of seeing the little firemans up close instead of in their natural habitat of the firemans tower was both exciting and daunting. As I suspected, they didn’t send the fittest, most virile firemans out on this sort of routine call. They reserve them for Serious Emergencies. Instead I got three lovely middle-aged chaps in blue dress uniforms who were carrying one of my favorite pieces of esoteric equipment, the smoke alarm tester.