WHAT'S BURNING?!

When Leanne Chatfield, 32, from Brighton, smelt smoke coming from her kitchen, she couldn't help but panic...

- ALICE WILLIAMSON, FINLEY MACKENZIE

Grabbing my bag and chucking in the usual essentials, my morning was already off to a G chaotic start.

It was the first school run back of the new academic year, and, as usual, I'd left things until the last minute.

"There, that's better,' I cooed to my one-year-old, Alice, as I sealed up her nappy. 'Let's see where your brother's got to, shall we?'

Time was ticking, and I didn't want my eldest, Harrison, age 10, to be late on his first day back.

I still had to get Alice's breakfast sorted!

She had the same thing every morning, and absolutely loved it -hot Weetabix with plenty of milk.

By the end of the bowl, she'd always be screaming for more-I always joked she had hollow legs!

Only, pulling on her trousers, I smelt The something strange...

Was that, burning?

'Harrison?' I called. 'Is everything OK down there?" Panicking, my fight or flight kicked in and I got ready to head downstairs, scooping Alice up with me.

Only, it was then that Harrison poked his head round the door, sheepishly.