I enjoyed bonfire night when a child too but not so much now - though I do like the idea of a community event rather than a garden one. I remember my father setting off a rip rap behind my mum and her friend once and enjoyed the spectacle of them hopping about - not a particularly safe thing to do in retrospect! In fact I think that's my problem; I'm a worrier - especially when the GC are involved!
Has anyone else noticed their energy levels change as they've got older?



; our catherine wheels never whirled freely, our Roman candles fell over; our potatoes didn't cook properly... Not much better when my own DC were young tho with excuse to stay in the kitchen and make parkin, but usually managed to let the cat out. Now, well now the practice of larger organised events is much safer, but the guys are horrible (what a custom!) and firework displays a riot of conspicuous consumption. Fireworks not seen to best advantage against the murky sky of a British November anyway, but make up for it in noise. I have just never understood the attraction. Oh, bring on the Christmas lights
