….the 5th of November, Gunpowder, Treason and Plot….
For those of you who are non UKers, we have just had our Bonfire weekend, as it is affectionately called. The weekend where we set off fireworks, light bonfires and generally enjoy ourselves midwinter in memory of Guy Fawkes, who attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament on November 5th, 1605.
My memories of enjoying fireworks as a kid are that we always used to go to the big local display, and I would sit on Dad’s shoulders getting pins and needles in my feet, guessing the colours. But nowadays, the novelty has long warn off, especially as there seems to be a reason for letting them off practically every weekend through the winter! It’s also Divali at the moment and we are still being bombarded with a sky full of fireworks at 11.30pm!
But J and I always have our packet of sparklers on the back patio after supper. Couldn’t go out there on the 5th though as it was pouring down with rain, so we had ours on the 6th.
J was being his usual camera techie self and mounted the Nikon on the old tripod and was making me write my name while he used an 8 second shutter speed. It was cold and damp and very coughy for me out there, but we were big kids for a few minutes.
….It’s always fun to have sparklers, as long as you remember the firework code and are really safe with yours….