It’s that time of year again! Every year we get as many of our mates as possible round on (or near to) bonfire night to get crazy with the biggest fireworks we can lay our hands on. This is the mandatory entry “ticket” our firework parties, the biggest firework each guest can find/afford. Those silly little home display fireworks just aren’t good enough for us, and this way we also keep the number of fireworks down to a manageable level. A simple recipe for a good dose of excitement. This year we were a week early due to commitments next weekend. But that didn’t stop a good crowd gathering and an awesome pyrotechnic display being unleashed into the clear and dry (thankfully, after the mega rain of the past few days) South Lakeland sky!
Following the firework display we enjoyed a great nosh-up thanks to Laetitia’s excellent catering, and downed quite a few bottles of booze!
Great fun – an excellent evening – thanks go to everyone who could make the trip and supply the fireworks.
The only downer on the evening was the party-pooper neighbour who complained about the noise! He drove (all 100 metres) to our house to sit outside the fence revving his car’s engine as loudly as he could. We were all very scared – not! Then, realising that the revving engine wasn’t going to stop us enjoying ourselves, he got out and complained that fireworks were only allowed on two evenings of the year. Nope, you’ve got that wrong mate, the restriction is on having them too late. 8pm is fine. Fireworks are an important part of popular culture, a festival, and there isn’t a thing wrong with people having a bit of fun just once during the year. If you can’t stand others having fun it must be to do with not having any friends of your own. With an attitude like this you aren’t likely to either…