I don't want to ring your depression bell, but I have predicted my
own death. The picture is of my stove top. If you look at carefully
you will see that gas is still on. I only use the minimum amount of gas, so
that my beans come slowly to the boil. However sometimes I forget to
turn the gas off, partly because it not very noticable. One day I will
forget and the flames will start, and my bones will become crispy.
Note that one of the reasons that I have survived past the age of 40 is that I know that cooking hot food after coming home from the pub is as dangerous as smoking cigarettes. I am talking about normal day time cooking.
It is very hard to focus on my life, when I know that it will be ended by my need for a can of beans.