Just looking at this one evokes a childhood memory of an occasion when I had a teddy bear and there was a gas heater in the living room not unlike this one. One evening, when the fire was on, I accidentally leant the teddy against the protective guard until his fur melted.
I’m not sure how long it was before somebody noticed the smell of synthetic fur singeing. It can’t have been long but it left an indelible impression on my mind, as well as the teddy’s backside. From then on, teddy carried the scorched pattern of the fire-guard on his fur as if branded for life. He was the burnt bear, a constant reminder to me of the dangers of getting too close to the flame.
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