This is without doubt my favourite time of year.
Guy Fawkes Night, also known as Guy Fawkes Day, Bonfire Night and Firework Night, is an annual commemoration observed on 5 November, primarily in Great Britain. Its history begins with the events of 5 November 1605, when Guy Fawkes, a member of the Gunpowder Plot, was arrested while guarding explosives the plotters had placed beneath the House of Lords. Celebrating the fact that King James I had survived the attempt on his life, people lit bonfires around London, and months later the introduction of the Observance of 5th November Act enforced an annual public day of thanksgiving for the plot’s failure. – Wikipedia
As I sit here listening to what my CoD tuned ears recognise as a war zone, I can’t help but think about how much I love this time of year. The cold weather meaning you have to snuggle up in warm clothes, the hot food and warm drinks, the EXPLOSIONS, the warm fire and friends and family gathered around…oh and did I mention EXPLOSIONS!
Once upon a time this was the time of year when people would celebrate the idea that Guy Fawkes failed to blow up the houses of parliament. I think that meaning has long since been burred and forgotten with it becoming a time for celebration and enjoyment.
One of my favourite things to do is find a high vantage point and look out across the night to see if you can spot any flashes of light from a rocket or roman candle. It is a lot of fun and this year as I was walking home I couldn’t help but keep my eyes pointed towards the sky as fireworks went off all around me.
It was a beautiful clear night this November 5th with the half moon sitting just over the horizon. I glimpsed three lanterns floating across under the moon and could clearly see most of the constellations and a few planets.
What topped it all off happened a little earlier when I was with my parents. All three of us just happened to be looking up at the sky when all of a sudden a shooting star shot across. Summed it all up rather nicely.