I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with Bonfire Night.
I wish they just allowed fireworks on the actual night because my poor little dog Homer is terrified of them. Some have just gone off and nearly shattered my windows. Homers little heart is pounding ten to the dozen.
What happened to the nice little bonfire in the garden or the park with hotdogs, mushy peas, toffee and parkin? What was wrong with a little box of 12 fireworks with always had a catherine wheel, rocket, banger, snowstorm and traffic light? - most of which just went poof (if you were lucky). My Dad reading out the firework code to us. Making a Guy Fawkes out of an old halloween mask and my dads old clothes stuffed with newspaper. Dad then going mad with my mum because 'he was going to wear that again' hehe. Getting all wrapped up in hat, scarf and gloves and and drinking hot chocolate. Being allowed up a late on a school night! Next day drawing a bonfire picture at school.
Those were the days. God, did I just say that? I'm turning into my mum. I'll be saving old margarine tubs next.
OMG there is no hope for me I already keep the old margarine tubs...
What is Bonfire Night? I think I will go research it now.
I miss you!
Posted by: Kim | November 06, 2007 at 01:29 PM
I'm with you on this one.
Posted by: carolyn | November 08, 2007 at 02:46 PM