Tonight we had fireworks in the garden (tomorrow is bonfire night). What a funny tradition it is - when I was young we all knew what it was about but somehow the reasons why it started have become less of a feature over the years. I'm not sure if kids today learn anything about it at school - I shall have to ask my son tomorrow. I used to think it was weird celebrating the saving of parliament - after all it was so long ago. Somehow it all seems more poignant now in these days of war and terrorism.....
My favourite firework - Autumn leaves a beautiful shower of golden and red sparks with tiny blue sparks.
Aaarrrgh - Bush is back......
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