Not me a friend of mine.

There was an abandoned house round the corner from my house. It was a big house I'd say about 5 bedrooms and was fully furnished inside (definitely abandoned the grass was long, old mouldy car outside etc). Connected to the house was a massive shed, so big I'm not sure shed is the right word.

So I'm cleaning my car and in the not to far distance I see a massive plume of smoke and in the back of my mind I'm thinking 'I bet my friend has something to do with this' (it's a small village and he was a bit of a tear away so I put 2 and 2 together). About 2 mins later I see him running towards me shouting 'IVE FUCKED UP IVE FUCKED UP'

Turns out he's went inside the shed and found a old oil lantern thingy, he lit it and threw it into the shed, the shed obviously caught fire and spread to the house connecting to it. The road was closed off and the house was gutted from the fire. My friends mother lived the other side of the country and later that day he caught the train and left to go live with her.

The house was knocked down and a few houses have been built on that site and sold for a lot of money. So I guess there was a silver lining for the chap who owned the house.