The 5th November - The Night Sparks Fly

It's Guy Fawkes night, one of my most favourite days of the year!
I wanted to write a quick post about why I adore this day. Fireworks night is also a gentle of one childhood memory that will always stay with me. It was a day my parents made the point of marking. These days it's Bonfire Weekend, they started last night and oh my word they were LOUD. But still pretty to look at!
When I was growing up, before I was about 6 or 7 years old, my Bonfire Night's used to see me watch a variety of boxed fireworks being lit by my Dad and gaze at them blast up into the night sky and see them explode into a thousand sparks and vibrant colours from the inside of my patio doors in my old house.
I don't know why but my Mam used to wrap me up in my coat, scarf, gloves and hat even though I would be watching the fireworks from the comfort of my living room, with the fire on in the background. You can imagine all the salty sweat (CF reference) that dripped down my forehead!

But maybe she was preparing for the fact that after all the fireworks had been lit, I'd be going outside the patio doors to hold a sparkler. As all kids, well, everyone does with a sparkler, I grabbed it with my gloved hand and write my name in thin air and draw love heart shapes until the sparkler had fizzled out.
For me personally, I prefer home firework displays as I think they are more personal and memorable rather than public displays that are set in parks and rugby grounds. There's always so many people crammed together that it feels like you're playing a giant game of sardines. You can barely see the fireworks because you got ten pairs of people's hands who are stood around you trying to hold their phone up to video the magic moment.

It's safer when they're let off at home. If you're lighting bonfires away from home, enjoy it but please be safe!


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