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June 20th, 2007 - 10:52pm

The other night there was a candle on in our bedroom; Justine had used some cleaning products in the room earlier and we were using the candle in an attempt to diffuse the offending odour of the cleaning products. Strange, you clean because the room is dirty, or smells, or whatever and then you need to do something else to cover that up.

Anyway, Justine had already fallen asleep and so by attrition the role of snuffing out the candle fell to me. I was rather tired at the time but summoned up enough energy to slide out of bed and stumble over to the candle. Holding my hand up behind the candle, I blew at the candle to extinguish it.

It was a split second after that I’d realised my mistake. Since this candle had been “trained” by Justine to burn down the middle (to do so, you let it burn a bit, then before the edge of the candle melts put it out; this creates a harder waxy edge which means the softer middle burns, but I digress) there was a pool of hot, melty wax in the centre of the candle. Until I blew into the wax pool, that is. Hot wax splashed all over my face and neck. Luckily, wax doesn’t have the heat retention of something like oil or, I don’t know, molten metal. Cursing, I brushed as much wax from my face as I could and went back to bed.

The next morning, there were small bits of hardened wax in the bed, and before I got into the shower, I noticed there were still bits of wax on my face which had survived the night.

Tags: candle, stupid, tired, wax