Strike a light

I've burned my fingers, set fire to the desk and stunk the office out by lighting a box of long stemmed firelighter matches in order to get some smoke shots. This is the result - minus smoke.

My lazy demeanour resulted in the tripod staying in the bag under the desk and much foul language as I tried to get the smoke from the extinguished matches in focus.

"Soddit!" was heard echoing around the hall as I waved a wagging unsteady, heavy DSLR around in my right hand trying with great difficulty, to focus whilst scorching my finger tips with a blazing piece of Sweden's finest forest in the left.

WYSIWYG As they used to say in the computer rooms of yore.