A bit of a storm in a teacup - everyone keep hold of your wigs and keys, the panic is over.
We decided to able down to the FoF for a late beer last night - and as we rounded the lonesome corner of Detweiler and McCoy we noted that 4 pumps from Orlando FD were storming into the parking lot, like a scene from The Towering Inferno.
Naturally, we all had a "Phoenix Nights moment", assuming that the FoF was, once again, about to become fully engulfed.
Turns out they were turned-out for the hotel next door - but that too, was remarkably uncharred.
They had a bit of a poke around, muttered something about a dodgy smoke detector and shipped out, so rest easy - the La Quinta flea pit is still standing proud and unsinged, adjacent to the Smokehouse and Grill. See you in there for a pint, in the not too distant...
