I looked out the kitchen window and saw the sparks from the Bonfire at the church behind our flat.
This is only the 3rd of November but I knew what it was all about.
Last year we were on the road to Norwich and we kept smelling fires burning and then fireworks started going off everywhere.
This year I was prepared....
with a camera.
There is a nursery rhyme that starts like this...
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes tried to blow up Parliament (and failed)...
so, this is the British holiday of fireworks and bonfires....
...my boys would love this.