I was demonstrating the flame colour of elements today and how we can identify the elements in stars.
Using some spray bottle with methanol and metal salts, I was spraying a blue bunsen flame to give off lovely bright coloured flames.
One of the bottles wasn’t spraying very well and I decided, in my wisdom, to pour it onto my bench and light it. (Students a safe distance away of course). The flame burnt but was a bit naff, then for whatever reason possessed me, I poured a bit of the solution onto the flame.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH the vapour ignited and went all over the table and onto the floor. I did a quick check to make sure nothing untoward had happened to the students, who were all sitting staring at me, mouths open.
I blew out the table and made a comment about my actions (something about being a bit stupid) it was at this point that one of the girls said ” Sir, you’re on fire” and I looked down to see my trousers and feet were indeed alight, burning with a nice coloured flame as well.
I patted them out and prepared for the chaos from the incident unsettle the class. They were as good as gold, and got down to work with their practical using the spectroscopes…..until my boss came in.
When he entered the room, the one who had pointed out I was on fire, said “Mr Q set himself on fire” the boss looked at me, back at her and said ” He’s good at doing that. Did he tell you this wasn’t the first time?” and walked out.
I do work at a fairly interesting school student wise, and at times they are really tough, but today was one of those days that I will have fond memories of.