Callistemon. Yes, I do know about the eggs. I never knew that six eggs could turn into sixteen, when exploded! We were cleaning up for ever!
I now have a little clockwork timer, which I set and carry around in my pocket. That way there are no more exploded eggs or burned saucepans.
One of my friends got up very early, one morning, and decided to cook a chicken before going to work. She popped it in the oven, showered, dressed, and headed out. It was only when she was returning home that she suddenly remembered that she hadn’t taken the chicken out. Amazingly, the house hadn’t burned down, but the bird was just a very small cinder.