It was Saturday the 1st of September. Thomas Fariner ( the kings royal baker) and his left his small bakery on pudding lane in the hands of his trusted maid and went straight to their own house and up to bed.
thomas fell into a dreamless slumber- without taking his shoes off, I must say. if only he were aware of what was to happen next...
meanwhile at the bakery the maid had forgotten to put out the fire and tried to escape through the building window but sadly became the first victim of the fire
it was a dry september and the destruction was devestating as it spread quickly