Cometh Halloween and Guy Fawkes then cometh winter and frosts, cold, cloud and rainy days and so grumpy people with their collars up from now on in. Britain is not a nice place to be in the winter if you are a grown up., all bills and arguing about the central heating, We have sludge not romantic snow and the sun has ME and soon back in bed by 4pm. But as kids you didn’t really think about seasons as there was always adventure to be had all year around, especially November 5th. You would be bugging your old man for a week or two late October and early November to buy some fireworks and then an audible grown when he bought some Benwells home on November the 4th. Back in our day there were two types of fireworks, Standard and Benwells. Benwells were rubbish little things and you could set them off in your living room and there would be no damage. Standards were bigger chunkier things and you would know if your neighbor had them from the first bang, soaring and roaring majestically into the sky like the Space Shuttle. Benwells ground based fireworks like the pyramid one, the traffic light and the Roman Candle would barely get above the fence line and your neighbors would never know you were in. Benwell rockets would shriek like a girl and plop into the cabbage patch. Benwells were popular because they were cheap, simple as.
In those glory days of November 5th every third garden would have fireworks and a very noisy night indeed. Today it seems to start in late October and spread over a few weeks as Halloween has become more commercial and American and merged the two. It’s a natural marriage. Halloween, back in the day, was simply kids from the council estates trying to get free sweets buy annoying their posh neighbors in crappy masks. If you didn’t hand over a 3-pack of Toffee Crisp a banger would come through your letter box soon after. Today it’s all about students dressed as clowns with chainsaws and middle-class children dressed as pirates and Minions, not quite the pagan festival of rebirth it was in the 1700s. But just as Christmas lights would start to go up on council estates long before the big day it’s the same for fireworks going off well before November 5th, ominous bangs and flashes beginning mid October and like Syria around our way come the first weekend of November.
I remember as kids we would enjoy the days after the 5th just as much as we would the big day and collect old fireworks in the street so to salvage the remaining gunpowder to make our own fireworks. We would then pack the various powders into a bog roll or an older Standard rocket shell and then find a cardboard tube from an old carpet or something and use it as a mortar, stand back and fire projectiles all over the place. This would generally end in disaster as the powder would explode with a huge bang in the said tube as we all checked our fingers and singed eyebrows. That was how things were then and you were always out and about causing mayhem. Today allergies and autism are up 1000% percent as kids stay in and just not prepared for the outside world the way we were. Yes you would get a hiding or two from the local bullies on the council estate or a clip round the ear from the occasional bobby or legged by apparent or two but we all knew our place and the importance of taming our environment. November the 5th was a coming of age as one day you would have to light the fireworks for your kids and stand well back. In fact it’s amazing to think Guy Fawkes Night has somehow survived modern healthy & Safety. To be handed a sparkler as a little kid remains one of the most awe inspiring moments of that childhood being just 4 inches away from burning your eyeballs out.
The ‘bonny’, of course, was another big part of November 5th as kids would help dad pile it up. We had pine trees in our garden and so dad would start storing old wood late summer and then pin needles entered the nix nearer the day. Me and my little brother would garden hop and steel wood off the other bonfires to make sure we had the biggest. Pine needles produce acrid green tinged smoke and it was like laying down battlefield smoke bombs as the nearby gardens would be peasouped as my brothers would pile on as much as possible. Sadly, we had a lot more hedgehogs as kids in Britain in the 70s and constructed bonfires suitable winter habitat. Cooked hedgehog is a delicacy in Eastern Europe but not here and no surprise the numbers fell over the 80s and 90s after the peak November 5th celebrations of the 1970s.
The 5th, of course, gets those animal lovers in a tizzy. Animals relay on their hearing and sense of smell as much as their eyes and all that cordite and noise is disturbing to them on Fireworks Night. But its only one night a year, mutts, and the same dogs have been yapping and barking everyday since and so I think they can go one night when we annoy them. Don’t get me started on dogs winding up foxes! The legions or salivating and snarling status dogs in the nearby sink estate over the back of our fence howl and scratch away all morning and afternoon when the owners leave them alone to go sign on and then the kids come home from school and start poking the Staffs some more to increase the barking and its all very annoying. I’m baffled why anyone would want on of those violent ugly mutts around the place unless it’s to look hard and watch it attack other dogs. Cats, on the other hand, are super smart and just curl up in a ball somewhere for that one night of the year and grin and bare it. It’s a good chance to catch up on some shut eye ad whisker licking or staring down their owners. I see through cats and they have little time of love for their owners, always out on ‘the cadge’ and here only for the food and water and comfy living room fire.
Bonfire night in England is on November 5th and whilst there are some displays on the actual night the big displays are usually held on the weekend before or after.
I enjoy bonfire night and it is a get together for freinds and family either at home for a bonfire and firework party or a get together at a local pub with fireworks usually supplying hot dogs, burgers or hog roast with mulled wine and hot chocolates. I find the local pub events far more appealing than large events as these tend to be over populated and busy with fairgrounds and trashy stalls.
To have a bonfire party at home is fun but obviously you have to be extremely cautious and safe. Fireworks that can be bought are excellent nowadays and a small bonfire is always fun to have. Roasting marshmallows, jacket potatoes and mulled cider are always the favourites on this night, wrapped up in the garden with freinds and enjoying the warmth of the fire.
The one major downfall with bonfire night is the safety and comfort of animals. The fireworks can be extremely distressing for animals on all levels and therefore all animal owners need to make sure their animals are indoors and safe and are well cared for and comforted. This is the one thing that distresses me on this night when so many people just dont care enough.
Overall it it is alot of fun and is of course in memory of Guy Fawkes who on the night of November the 5th 1605 had a gunpowder plot t blow up the house of lords but of course was arrested and the plot diverted saving many lives.
Be safe and considerate on this night and attend local pub events rather than huge displays as generally they are much more fun and unique.
Remember, remember the 5th of November. Known to most as Bonfire Night or Fireworks Night, this day was originally titled Guy Fawkes Night and is celebrated to mark the anniversary of the failed Gunpowder Plot way back on the 5th of November 1605. Nowadays this day is marked as an excuse to gather in big crowds to watch things burn and explode.
There are many safety hazards to be taken into account around this time of year, and although us people might get our kicks from big fireworks displays, it is vitally important to remember to keep your pets safe and secure. This can be a very traumatic time for animals, but with a little consideration you can help to minimise the effects that these festivities will have on your pets and any nearby wildlife.
As some may know from my previous reviews, I have 2 pet rabbits and a guinea pig, along with two tropical aquariums. The advice that follows here is from my personal experience and will suggest ways to make small pets feel more comfortable. For excellent advice specifically relating to dogs, see broxi3781's review about keeping pets safe during Halloween.
The first thing to consider is that fireworks displays are not limited to the 5th of November. We attended a firework display last night, and seeing as the 5th falls on a Friday this year I expect there to be plenty more displays going on this evening and then through the weekend. I will not really consider it over until Monday the 8th, when things should have died down again. Also bear in mind that fireworks might be set off any time after it gets dark. With the recent clock change the night is drawing in earlier and it is fully dark outside by 6.00pm. If you won't be home in time to sort things out before dark, then make arrangements before you leave the house in the morning.
The biggest piece of advice I can give is to bring your pet inside. All of my small pets live within my home as part of our household, and I do not really understand why people would buy small pets like rabbits or guinea pigs and then leave them to live outside. If you are having your own fireworks or bonfire in your garden this is especially important. It may also be worth checking with neighbours to see what their plans are. Rabbits or guinea pigs left outside in a hutch will not only be subjected to the bitterly cold weather, but the loud crashing noises along with bright flashes of light and possibly even flames from bonfires will terrify your animal in no short order. These small pets are essentially prey animals, and have a very sharp instincts that lead them to respond to fear in certain ways. If they get into a state of shock or panic then it is quite possible that this would cause them to have a heart attack and die, this obviously being the worst case scenario. If you are unable or unwilling to bring the pet into your house then consider moving them into a shed, garage, or anywhere that provides some extra shelter, but whatever you do, do not leave them exposed.
All pets are different and have their own personalities as well as likes and dislikes. However, I must make a sweeping generalisation here and say that regardless of how your pet normally behaves, most small animals will respond to fireworks in the same way: with fear. If you have been able to bring your pet inside (or if they already live inside anyway) then choose a place where they will be happy to spend the night. One of my spare bedrooms houses my pets' cages, and although they usually have free run of the room it is best to keep them confined during this time. What your pet will want to do is hide. You can help your pet to feel protected by taking some simple precautions to make the room comfortable. I make sure that I shut my pets into their individual cages as soon as I get home from work, just before it gets dark. I then fully close the windows and draw the curtains over so that the room is dark inside. Once that is done, I make sure they have plenty of food and fresh water topped up, as this can help to distract them from being caged and will help them to settle down and be calm before it all starts up outside. Small animals like rabbits and guinea pigs live in burrows in the wild, so make sure your pet has some sort of roofed bedding area that they can retreat to. If you don't have this sort of item already, you can improvise by using a small cardboard box with a "doorway" cut into it. I then also cover the sides and back of the cage with a fleece blanket, to make sure that they stay warm and secure and are also hidden from some of the light flashes. These steps are all very simple and require little effort, but they will provide the best possible environment for your pet and although they will still be scared of the noise, you have done the best you could to minimise the effects of the experience.
You may feel like you want to be with your pet to try and comfort them, but in my opinion it works best to leave pets well alone at this time. Their normal actions and behaviours will be changed by the impact of fireworks, causing them to want to flee and hide. If you try and force your pet to stay with you then they may lash out in their frightened state, as they will feel cornered. The best thing you can do is avoid adding extra stress to your pet, and avoid getting yourself bitten and scratched in the process. It may be difficult for you, but once you've set up their bed areas I would strongly recommend leaving the pet alone for the rest of the night. Your pet will be on a high alert level and even once the fireworks have stopped they are likely to still be on edge. Fussing over your pet when they are still feeling this way can continue to add to the distress. I would leave it several hours after the fireworks have finished before quietly entering the room and giving them a quick check up to see that, yes, they are all right. This is more reassurance for us owners, as the pets usually cope ok even if they have been scared. As long as the precautions have been followed then my pets get along without having any lasting negative effects.
The following day it would be best to let the pet get some exercise and play during the day, and then I will repeat the shutdown operation before the next lot of fireworks starting that night. Fireworks Night can be a real worry and a nuisance for small pet owners, but by employing a bit of common sense and planning things out in advance you can minimise disruption for your pet and make the whole process a lot easier. The main rules to remember are: keep your pet inside, keep the area dark, provide a bed or somewhere they can hide, and keep them shut in until it's all over.
Stay safe and have a happy Fireworks Night!
Without a doubt the strangest tradition I have ever heard of, and there are some impressive contenders for this title, has got to be Guy Fawkes Night. For those of you who don't know what I mean you may have heard of bonfire night (appropriately, all things considered, the name bonfire evolved from bone fire i.e. a fire you burn bones on) which is a reference to what happened to Guy Fawkes.
A very short history to the night is that Guy decided to try and blow up the houses of parliament with gunpowder hence the incredibly inventive name "The Gunpowder Plot" however when he went to put his plan into action on the 5th of November 1605 he was caught with 60 barrels of gun powder below the houses and was convicted of attempting to assassinate King James I of England and VI of Scotland along with members of the houses of parliament. And was hung drawn and quartered for his crime. All very well and good, but why 404 years on do people still celebrate that someone tried to blow up their entire government for oppressive behaviour? Yes he failed but was it me I'd rather focus on people not rebelling against my country and government.
Don't get me wrong I'm all for mocking a failed assassination attempt and giving the appropriate punishment for that, but if you're planning on celebrating such a failure then you have got to make it crystal clear that this is what you are doing because to me, as an outsider I only discovered yesterday that the aim of Guy Fawkes Night was to celebrate the victory as opposed to commemorating the tragic death of a hero who had the courage to stand up for the beliefs of a people and was run down by the oppressive tyrant who was the object of the peoples distain and hatred.
Okay, so technically, it's over again, for another year, but I felt I'd enter my tuppence worth, or thruppence worth, or however the saying goes. Guy Fawkes Night has historical significance, which is often forgotten, and is highlighted and celebrated each year on the 5th November, and is best explained by a popular and well known poem:
The Fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot.
It stems from the Gunpowder Plot. On 5th November 1605, Guy Fawkes led a small group of people whose intention was to blow up the Houses of Parliament. The plot was foiled when he was found in the cellars with the barrels of gunpowder, and he was tried and found guilty of treason. Each year on 5th November, the celebration is shown by putting an effegy of Guy (known as the guy!) on a bonfire, and also by lighting fireworks.
So, what happens now? Well, instead of getting a night of fireworks, it's extended to at least a week, stretching to include weekends, with people setting fireworks off left, right and centre, at a moment's notice. While I understand that it's hard to always manage to do the fireworks on the intended night, stretching it too far and making it so late often at night, can be a bit annoying. We have had trouble with our son sleeping at night over the past week or so because of fireworks being set off really late, sometimes even close to midnight, and it's really annoying.
Having said that, I'm a firm believer in the night being one to celebrate, and controlled events are all over the place. Last night, the 6th November, was an organised event near us to celebrate the night. It was arranged for a Friday to accommodate everyone who would be finishing a week at work, and less people needing to rest up so much. It was a nice night, despite getting drenched by the rain, and the fireworks were really nice as well. We met up with friends, and I suppose in a way, it has become a bit of a social event/occasion, and an excuse to meet up with people in a huge gathering, a sort of celebratory event, not quite like Christmas or anything, but an event that everyone can get together for. Under controlled circumstances, it was nice. The fireworks were spectacular, despite only lasting for a few minutes, and we really enjoyed it.
Please, please spare a thought for those with young children or pets. Events often send out flyers or advertise well in advance to let owners of pets or young children know that it's going to happen. My folks have owned cats since before I was born, and I know the cats go mental, scattering to dark corners, whenever there are fireworks, so it's always nice to be warned. However, this warning doesn't happen when it's a private firework event with a few in your back garden, so just bear this in mind, and perhaps give your closest neighbours a bit of a warning if you're going to do it, as they might be in the above category.
I like events like this, something to celebrate, and while events in Parliament over recent months may make people think blowing it up may not be such a bad thing, it's a foiled plot that is worth remembering, especially when there are still similar attempts around the world that are even more dangerous, and nothing like this should be taken lightly. It's worth taking a moment to remember exactly why we gather on a night like this, but don't forget to enjoy yourselves as well.
So it's Bonfire night again - well strictly speaking it's not actually the big night which has been and gone, but judging from the explosions outside the window the general concensus here seems to be that tonight's the night to celebrate, set off all those BOGOF fireworks that the supermarkets have been flogging for weeks, and no doubt have fun of all sorts.
Tonight for me is memorable for all the wrong reasons probably, it's a bonfire night like none other before it, here I am stuck on the sofa whilst my youngest offspring slumbers beside me, occasionally waking up with the bangs and the whizzes, and running a rather high temperature. The only liquid refreshment here is Calpol and I have had better Bonfire Nights.
Still at least I haven't got any pets to be driven mad by the noise, the tropical fish seem unpeturbed and my forced confinement to the sofa is the ideal pause for reflection.
Here, in concise form hopefully, and without any long history about Guy Fawkes and/or the Gunpowder plot (if you are interested I am sure Wikipedia have done him proud), are a few of my favourite things about Bonfire night through my 40 years on the planet, and what Bonfire night means to me. The years seem to pass quicker and quicker but I still love many aspects of Bonfire Night as heralding in the Winter festivities and being a good excuse to wrap up warm and wear wellies. Call me a traditionalist but for me, it all used to be about the actual Bonfire.
The big fire used to be the best thing about the 5th of November. Crazy as it now seems in this modern age where apparently organised displays have been reduced to projecting flames on to screens, Bonfires in the seventies were really big, it seemed to tower into the sky when you were a kid, a crazy collection of old chairs, tyres and bits of logs, and all soaked in petrol.
The scouts used to be mobilised to collect things to burn, and at my local organised event the fire was really really big - a mountain of stuff that emitted lots of sparks and smoke. Health and Safety would definitely not allow it these days, but the fire used to burn with amazing fierceness and the odd "pop" as something that probably shouldn't have been burned exploded. The bonfire used to be as important as, if not more important than the fireworks. It was properly "Bonfire" night. The fire had central stage and many a brown and orange anorak bore the holes from stray sparks to prove it.
If you were lucky your dad would buy a small display box that contained a couple of unimpressive rockets and a Catherine Wheel. The rockets would invariably fail to ignite and the Catherine Wheel would either whirr unconvincingly for all of 30 seconds or fall off whatever your dad had nailed it to, it was always your dad who was in charge of the fireworks and who dispensed the sparklers, usually from a battered old biscuit tin.
The sparklers used to be really hard to light, and then beautiful to watch for a few precious seconds before they burned your fingers or went out. Usually the former, those were more dangerous days to be a kid.
For some reason we used to always have a box of indoor fireworks every year, these were, if anything even more dangerous and less impressive than the ones outside, but the box always promised great things, sizzling serpents and indoor Roman candles that could somehow never live up to the hype or the illustrations. Still, they invariably made for an exciting dinner time or two.
On the big night itself my dad used to take us for a spin in the Cortina, we'd all pile in the boot (this was well before the days of seatbelts in the back or childseats), and lie down and look for other people's fireworks as he drove around. Magic.
Fireworks were for Bonfire night, and most definitely not for weddings, New Year's eve or other religious festivals, they were a once a year thing and that made them special when I was a child.
Sometime in the eighties the big display was born, or at least I became aware of them; our local safari park ensured a more impressive and organised display was possible. No doubt the baboons and lions were scared half witless, but the years we didn't actually go we made do with the view from the upstairs window and the magic was still there.
I remember too the time when small boys used to actually construct a guy, to be burned and ask for a penny. Even back then they were probably meaning 10p or more, but there did used to be a guy who was burned in homage to Mr Fawkes - I feel this part of Bonfire night has been consigned to "collective memory" as nowadays I think children's money grabbing mainly takes place on Halloween, which as we all know is American and lacking the Britishness of Bonfire night. I haven't seen a guy for many years, so to me they are a memory, but maybe somewhere in Britain small boys are still hawking around a go-cart and asking "penny for the guy". I hope so.
Other Bonfire nights that weren't.....
Sometime in the early 1990's I relocated to France and missed at least 5 whole years of Bonfire night. I missed it every year. The French do celebrate le 14 juillet with plenty of fireworks, but somehow it wasn't quite the same in the warm. Bonfire night needs cold as far as I am concerned, and maybe dare I say it, even the threat of rain to add to the frisson.
The promised "River of Fire" on millenium night next to the Thames was another poor second best to Bonfire night in the Cortina, but since then I have been firmly rooted in this country and every year, bar this one, I have fully taken part in Bonfire night in one way or another, though in November 2003 I had to leave the display as a third trimester baby was finding the noise a good excuse to give me a good kicking.
Bonfire night has changed through the years, where your local newsagents used to stock a few fireworks, now they are much more widely available and you can buy huge rockets.
One rather memorable year in the late 90's my then husband-to-be and his friends decided the back garden in the house we were renting was the ideal place to let off a few big rockets - being men they had some sort of strange "who could buy the most dangerour thing" competition. The bits of that night I can remember, ie those I haven't blanked out for reasons of trauma, involved something landing on the conservatory and a rather large rocket exploding spectacularly over a passing overland tube train.
I can still recall the shocked faces of the commuters and the relief I felt after the "display" that no one had actually blown anything vital up. Thankfully since then my bonfire nights have been a lot less scary and explosive. I think even the men involved realised that they had maybe taken things a little too far. I have included this night in my "nights that weren't" section as this particular night felt more like a cross between a pyromaniac's convention and a Japanese game show, it really was a (display) rocket too far, and proof that those guidelines on fireworks about distance from the house to be set off are there for a reason.
Bonfire Nights in the new millenium.....
Actually it's pretty well the old millenium now isn't it - hmmm where did the time go?
These days fireworks seem to go on for nights and nights and despite my loving them I do end up wishing that Morrisons wouldn't sell them on 2 for 1 for so long . Any yoof with a packet of matches seems compelled to set them off at random times of the night for what seems like months on end.
When I can avoid Grumpy Old Woman syndrome, I do think that Bonfire night is something special and that, on balance, it's a British tradition that I have enjoyed to the full all my life.
I do think it is amazing that in this day and age when you can't take a bottle of water on a plane you can go and buy things that go bang pretty easily. It seems madness, and no doubt there will sadly be people injured and pets scared on this night and a few nights to come.
Hopefully for most people though, Bonfire night is a happy occassion and a good way to mark the passing of the Autumn season, a kind of stepping stone to Christmas.
I could end with some witty "remember, remember the fifth of november" ditty or somesuch, but overall I hope that for you all, this Bonfire night has been memorable for you in whatever way,in a good way.
Long may we celebrate Bonfire night say I... the traditions may have changed and Bonfire night may not be the simple affair it once was, but hey, it's a British thing, and for that reason alone I salute it.
This may not have been my best Bonfire Night ever, in fact bar the ones I wasn't actually in the country it is probably the worst, but I hope I have many more Bonfire Nights to come - I'll be the one standing as close the explosions as I can next year and doing the "ooooohhhhh" "aaaaaahhhhh" thing with gay abandonment when I am even older and wiser than now. I'll never quite get to watch a display in the back of a Cortina ever again though - nevermind - perhaps we should bring back Big Bonfires - could just be the perfect anti-clutter solution we have all been looking for...
(originally on ciao in my name)
Guy Fawkes night used to be one of my favourite nights of the year, but my attitude has changed over the years when we got a very small red setter pup over the last few years I've come to dread this time of year because my dog becomes increasingly distressed.
now I could probably get over this if fireworks were only released on the fifth but it seems to extend for about a week now and trying to take th edog for his walk after work is nearly impossible as soon as we get a few steps out the back gate then there is a bang and we have to return. We did have a few accidents in the first few years of having woody, but now we've realised that if we get his bed ready and fill it will toys and leave him to sit near us then he's happy.
So please if your having fireworks please release them on the fifth because we can get through that night but it starts to get annoying if the fireworks spread over the week before and after.
Thats the dog - what about the night itself? Do we really need to celebrate a failed Catholic uprising which happened 405 years ago? In these days of increasing religious tensions is it sensible to commemrate an event associated with repression, hatred and violence? I don''t think so I wish that the night could be converted into a night celebrating english culture or some kind of festival of autumn rather than be associated with repression and hate.
So I still enjoy watching the fireworks and having a fire but don't like the reasons for the night and the effect it has on my dog.
and then there's sparklers, they are so dangerous, I sometimes wonder if at any other time of the year we'd give very young children a glowing rod of phosphorus coated metal?
So as a tip go to a big municipal display, eat your toffee apples, soup and have a nice time.
whoop whoop!! bonfire night is here. November the 5th is without a doubt one of my favourite nights of the year. I just love everything about it. The hundreds of pretty fireworks decorating the sky, the smell of burning in the air or the heavenly taste of hot dogs eaten outdoors whilst watching the displays.
When I was a little girl, bonfire night was always a big deal in our house. It was a time when all the extended family would gather together. We would watch my dad go up the garden with his torch and lighter and then with baited breath wait for the firework to begin. I have to say the fireworks were not very impressive at all one little pffft of green or orange flame and they were gone. But this didn't matter one jot because we thought they were fantastic. We were swept away with the atmosphere. My mother would then come around handing hot dogs with onions and red sauce to us all. Oh my word nothing has tasted as mouth wateringly delicious since. I can still remember the heat of the hotdog warming my bitterly cold face as I was eating it.
After the fun was over and we had retreated back into the warmth of the house my nana would produce the home made toffee apples that she had made for all us grandkids. How any of us still had a tooth in our head after these deliciously syrupy treats is beyond me.
Now im 34 and have a family of my own. Some of my loved ones have gone and yet the tradition of that family get together still goes on. Tonight at my house we are having a Bonfire party. Where family members will gather together. There will be the same rubbishy fireworks but it still doesn't matter because its all about creating memories that will linger on for far longer than any Catherine wheel. Im thrilled to say my nana is 85 now, and will be here tonight. And yes she is still making the toffee apples and they are as delicious now as they were then.
I just hope that in years to come my children will look back with the same feeling of nostalgia as I do, and realise just how great a childhood they had.
I have to be honest I'm not a fan of Guy Fawkes night, actually it is not the night that I object to as I enjoy a good display just like everyone else, it is the fact that for weeks ahead of the event and for days afterwards there is the sound of some yob setting off fireworks in the area that I live in and to be honest I can do without it.
Guy Fawkes Night itself is a celebration of the foiling of the Catholic plot to blow up the Houses of Parliament in 1605. To be honest given the recent expenses scandals most of us would probably be rooting for Mt Fawkes if he had another bash at finishing the job.
The traditional way to celebrate the event is to burn an effigy of Fawkes on a bonfire and to set of fireworks, most people tend to go and attend an organised event as the fireworks displays arefar more impressive than anything you could muster in your own back garden. We usually go to one at a place called Lamport which is in the countryside but they always have an impressive fire, live music and fairground rides and most importantly a large bar serving alcohol so it is a top night, I'm usually pretty tipsey by the time the fireworks start.
I hope everyone has a safe and fun filled night except the idiots who will be seeting them off tonight and every night for the next few weeks, for them I just hope one goes off in their hands.
It's that time of year when the smell of autumn leaves fill the air and its dark before you leave the office and when you leave the house.
It's also that time of year we remember, remember the 5th of November when we mark they failed plot of Guy Fawkes and his gang in blowing up the houses of parliament in 1605.
The day that we all go to public Firework displays or put on our own displays in our garden and have bonfires and burn effigies of Guy Fawkes that children used to make and get penny for back in the day. You don't see penny for the guy as much these days I am not sure why? Halloween seems to get bigger and bigger each year yet penny for the Guy is disappearing or maybe its just where I live?
I love bonfire night I love the smell of the bonfires and everyone looking all cosy in their big coats and woolly hats and scarf's. I love the food hotdogs, jacket potatoes and toffee apples and marshmallows!
But best of all I love going to Blackheath fireworks display. For starters I love Blackheath it is my favourite place in London and I cannot really say why, but anyway its where we spend our firework night or the weekend preceding/following depending on the day it falls.
I love the fact that the fireworks here are breathtaking every year and that over 65,000 people are in one place watching the same fireworks yet still I cannot walk more than a foot without bumping into an old friend. I love that I went here as a child and now my daughter now also goes and is so fond of it has been talking about it since September!
The only bit I don't like is 65,000 people trying to leave the heath at one time and the walk home in the peeing down rain last year was horrendous but all part of the fun.
I personally would not want to do fireworks in my own garden, although its probably big enough I am not confident they would be safe or that they would be anywhere near as good in comparison to those at the heath. I also do not appreciate the people who feel the need to let them of in the street or in daylight its just dangerous and pointless!
I would say that this is one British tradition we need to keep forget Halloween Bonfire Night is my Autumn favourite!
Don't you Remember
The Fifth of November
"Twas Gunpowder Treason Day,
I let off my gun,
And made'em all run.
And stole all their Bonfire away.
Most of us know that November the 5th is Bonfire Night, or Guy Fawkes Night, celebrated every year by letting off fireworks, and burning effigies of Guy Fawkes himself on a big bonfire . The reason for this is that Guy Fawkes was involved in a catholic plot to blow up the houses of parliament with the king inside them, which was foiled at the last minute . The protestants were delighted, and the plot served to stir up a lot of anti catholic feeling in the country .
I'll be honest and say that usually this time of year is nothing buy a mild annoyance to me - this is perhaps due to the fact that, in Nottingham at least, all the historical elements seem to have been forgotten and it generally erupts into a busload of chavs throwing rockets down an alleyway and burning old sofas in their back gardens, releasing noxious fumes into the air .
This year, I have escaped the horrors of another night of chav mayhem on my council estate, and swapped it for a restful break in Sussex - and I've realised that in Sussex, they don't have so much a bonfire night, as a bonfire season , with many towns having their own bonfire societies and events .
My first experience of this was on the 24th of October, where the Eastbourne Bonfire Society held its own parade and fireworks display . Starting at Holywell Retreat, costumed men women and children marched down the beach holding alight flaming torches dripping fire, and beating loudly on drums . The costumes were amazingly varied - from pirates to skeletons, even some brilliant Aztec costumes.
Crowds oohed and aahed, as they marched by - and grew even more excited when the first of the fireworks was lit . The whole of the seafront was packed, and children clutched flashing noisy toys and cheered .
A few days ago, I went to another bonfire, this time in the small village of Cowbeech, organised by the Merrie Harriers Bonfire Society . This was very different, hosted by a large old pub, with fancy dress contests for both children and adults, and free toffee apples and sweets doing the rounds . We enjoyed several beers from the pub itself, before making our way to the field over the road where an immense bonfire was fully lit , and music was booming loudly from the speakers . A few minutes later, accompanied by Michael Jacksons Thriller, the first of the fireworks shot into the air, starting a display that lasted a good 20 minutes with fireworks of all colours, shapes and sizes. Then a barbecue and a hog roast, and then home .
Between the second week of October and the third week of November, there will be some 40+ bonfires in Sussex - each celebrated differently . The biggest of these is Lewes, which is the only bonfire in sussex organised ON bonfire night . The reason for this is that Lewes has 5 different bonfire societies, active in five different areas of the city, and they all come together in a night of mayhem, throwing bangers on the floor, rolling flaming barrels down the street, and burning effigies of the pope .
Sussex takes bonfire night seriously (this is thought to be due to the burning of 17 local people by Queen Mary giving the people of Lewes and surrounding areas some very anti-catholic views, which led to them taking the foiling of the gunpowder plot as something very worthy of celebrating.)
Sussex takes it's bonfires seriously - and so should you . Always be safe - wear gloves in handling sparklers, and wear non flammable clothing . If lighting fireworks, remember never to return to a firework that appears not to have worked, and to have water on hand to douse any flames .
Keep pets indoors, as many become scared or over excited , and if you are lighting your own fireworks, be sensible and safe .
I'm enjoying the bonfire season so far, and I'm hoping to come down again next year for a longer visit and go to as many bonfires as I can!
Bonfire Night / Guy Fawkes Night is a great night with some wonderful sights to be seen, but always be safe .
Bonfire night in the UK
What is it - In 1605, a group of Catholics (including the famous Guy Fawkes) were alleged to be conspiring to blow up the houses of parliament in London. Every year since then all over Britain, people have celebrated the 5th of Nov by burning bonfires and setting off fireworks. Effigies of Guy Fawkes are traditionally created by children who then wheel them round the streets in barrows etc, asking you to spare a "penny for the guy". Generally, the "pennies" are then used to buy fireworks and treats to eat.
Unfortunately, bonfire night is not without its hazards. There are more callouts for the fire brigade than any other night of the year and casualty departments report a big increase in injuries due to people being careless with fireworks. As anyone with pets (specifically cats and dogs though I am sure that other pets are affected too) will tell you, this time of year can be a nightmare.
I have a dog who becomes very upset at the loud bangs and lights. Though we can close the curtains, even with the TV on or music playing, the noises are still audible, and as such, upsetting. The night is spent with her cowering and us trying to reassure her. This is very upsetting for all and a horrid reminder of why not everyone loves this time of year.
A major annoyance for me is that despite there being much stricter regulations in place concerning the sale of fireworks, kids still seem able to get their hands on them. They begin letting them off almost as soon as they go on sale (which seems to get earlier and earlier each year, comercialism at its worst in my opinion. Retailers want to make as much money as possible and ignore the fact that the earlier these can be obtained, the earlier they are set off) which means that you don't just have to worry about the 5th of Nov but also the run up as well.
If you have a pet, please do keep them indoors and do all that you can to reduce their fear of this time of year. This may seem obvious advice but every year there are accidents, pets who go missing etc and by keeping yours indoors and safe, you are simply being responsible. Try to have background noise (not so loud that they become scared of that though!) and try to make them feel comforted and secure. We serve chicken to our dog which although it doesn't take her mind off the situation, can provide a welcome distraction for a while!
Also, check bonfires before burning, make sure that there are no pets, birds, hedgehogs etc in there. And of course, keep yourself safe too. Organised displays are likely to be a lot safer than setting off your own fireworks.
Finally, parents, please, please ensure that your little darlings are not roaming the streets with fireworks, they seem to hold an irresistible lure to children and are frightening and dangerous. It isn't okay for children or young people to play with fireworks, which is why there are laws preventing them from buying them.
Bonfire night in the UK
In 1605, a group of Catholics (including the famous Guy Fawkes) were alleged to be conspiring to blow up the houses of parliament in London. Since that night, all over Britain, we have celebrated by letting off fireworks and burning bonfires. It is also commonplace to hear the familiar phrase "penny for the guy" which involves children creating an effigy of Guy Fawkes to be burnt on the top of the bonfire. If you can spare it, be generous and give them some cash!
I think that people either love of hate bonfire night, you either adore the bright lights and noises of the fireworks or despise them. I personally love them and cannot wait for the 5th of November this year!
This is the busiest night of the year for the fire services, and safety has to be paramount. It is recommended that you go to an organised display to reduce the risk of accidents which has to be good advice. If you are planning a home display then be safety conscious. Follow the instructions on the box and if you are unsure, research it first so that you know what you are doing. Wear gloves (not flamable ones though!) and keep a plentiful supply of water nearby. And obviously, be very careful with children. You can also contact your local fire station for advice, they are happy to help to try and reduce the amount of callouts they have to carry out. Prevention is always better than the cure.
Remember to keep pets indoors too, as they may be scared of the lights and noises and if you have a bonfire, try to check it before lighting, to make sure that nothing has crawled inside it.
Don't forget the food! Have a look online for suggestions of things to make, this could include hot dogs and bonfire toffee - yum!
I hope that you all have a fantastic time this bonfire night and enjoy an exciting and incident free night - have fun and stay safe!
On November the 5th every year the uk celebrates the foiling of the Gunpowder Plot which took place in 1605,a number of Catholic conspirators, including Guy Fawkes, were alleged to be attempting to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London, England.
We celebrate by lighting bonfires and setting off fireworks,which leaves the outside look eerie.Some children like to build a guy and ask "penny for the guy".
Remember, remember the fifth of November
It's Gunpowder Plot, we never forgot
Put your hand in your pocket and pull out your purse
A ha'penny or a penny will do you no harm
Who's that knocking at the window?
Who's that knocking at the door?
It's little Mary Ann with a candle in her hand
And she's going down the cellar for some coal
I love everything about bonfire night but I would think it would be much more safer and cheaper if everyone went to a controlled firework display.
The emergency departments are always really busy at that time of year and fireworks that get into the wrong hands are used to scare people and damage property.
I would never want to stop this day as its fun for all ages and an excuse to party.
You will find at that time of year treacle toffee,toffee apples,parkin cake and black peas will sell in most shops.
I've always loved bonfire night.
As a child we would always have a bonfire party with toasted marshmallows and jacket potatoes. It was so exciting to be outside after dark and the smell of the fire was fantastic.
I've taken a lot of that with me into adulthood and still get excited at the smell of a bonfire. I love dressing up in my dufflecoat and going to watch a firework display.
I did go through a little teenage rebelious phase where i decided it was morally wrong to celebrate the use of torturous capital punishment, and still do think its a bit of an odd thing to celebrate, but that's a small thing you can easily push to the back of your mind for a sparkler or two!
But as I've got older, and read the newspapers more, I've come to think perhaps private sales of fireworks isn't such a good idea.
There seem to be so many accidents and not so accidental cases of cruelty and plain stupidity.
Growing up in a small Welsh village we didn't really have many problems of this sort, although even as a child i did sometimes wonder if my dad should be handling rockets after quite so many tipples! But on moving to Newcastle for university I was shocked by how many children I saw with fireworks. We had an awful incident where someone put a firework through our elderly neighbours letterbox. Luckily it didn't go off but it could have been awful. And now that I live in Glasgow I've seen some dredful cases on the local news. Not far away from me a cat was found on a bonfire after it had been thrown there with a firework tied to it.
Perhaps there should be stricter licensing laws on which shops are allowed to sell fireworks. I know kids would still be able to get their hands on them, but it might be harder for them if corner shops and the like didn't stock them. If they were only available in supermarkets or even Hardware stores staff could ID everyone who bought them and it would be far easier to make sure retailers were doing this.