It has been suprisingly quite for a Guy Fawkes evening. Only a few whizz bangs could be heard as Alex took his bath – any excuse to publish a photo that his future best man can use!
It seems more people are going to organised displays – such as the NRA Bisley one we took Alex to. They are so much better than back garden events, with major orchestrated fireworks going off to music. A back garden display wouldn’t even be able to get hold of the pyrotechnics that those organised events launch.
I remember a display at a Hells Angels run bike show. You wouldn’t expect it to be tame – and if you had done, then you would have been shell shocked! It still stands as the only display where I’ve felt the shock wave of an explosion really knock the air from my lungs, as for a split second the black of night became as bright as a summers day. I’m sure there are people with post traumatic stress, shell shock and arc eye from that show!
Hells Angels and the UK National Rifle Association… Let’s face it, if anyone is going to pull the stops out with big bangs, then these two must be on the top five!
Alex chattered away about the fireworks, but after his bath there wasn’t much to see out of the windows of his room. Maybe there will be more shows come the end of the week – I’ll keep an eye out, as I’m sure Alex would love to see more!
I suppose that the drizzle and rain hasn’t helped with fireworks tonight though. It was so miserable and cold today I didn’t even do my Nordic Walk – which means I’ll need to put in some extra tomorrow. I woke up cold though, and my back was particularly painful, so I guess a day of rest with some physio prescribed exercises before bed will suffice for one day.