Friday, 5 November 2010

Bonfire night...

Bonfire night, an evening of colours spraying themselves across the sky, the oohs and ahs of a crowd, gathered around a roaring fire.

Each one wrapped in big duffel coats and scarves long enough to wrap around Christmas and back and woollen mittens, rosy cheeks and the ability to see your breath when you breathe out onto the bracing cold wind of November. Sparklers dotted around the field in which all this plays out, sparklers that make shapes to envisage the future. Boyfriend...loves them, worships the ground they fall onto...silly boy!
Fireworks...a noisy colourful oblivion

On the other hand there is another side to bonfire night. Let us not forget where this night comes from. The attempt to blow up the house of parliament, Guy Fawkes, a name we all know. Bonfire night can be a very dangerous thing if not looked after properly.

Such incidents have happened in the past that strike fear into the hearts of people all ages at this time of year. People have been injured directly by
 fireworks causing horrific burns and scarring that will maim them for the rest of their lives thanks to careless thugs and their obsession with looking cool.


One horrific event that I heard about involved a boy climbing over a fence, one of this friends thought it would be funny to throw a firework at him mid climb....the result? He was maimed for life because he fell and his arm went straight through one of the spikes on top of the fence! Do you want that??? NO!

People sellotape up their letter boxes to avoid teens and adolescent middle aged members of society from posting lit fireworks through their letterboxes for a laugh. If this is the kind of behaviour that this night condones, then I wonder why on earth it is still so popular.

About a week ago, I went into town with a friend and on the way back we saw two (what can only be described as 'pissed chavs') lighting fireworks and throwing them around a graveyard, now seriously, what kind of a world do we live in if this is not seen as a stupid idea? HOW did they get hold of the fireworks, I don;t understand why there is such lax security based around fireworks.

The fire service were planning on a 48 hour strike to avoid the house fires that were linked to this night, whether or not they went ahead with this I do not know, but I get their point. People know what they're doing...but do it anyway?

Colourful, noisy explosions...new replacement guns?
ANYONE mention the noise??? BAH not to mention the poor effect it has on animals. I have three dogs, one of which is only just one and each time she is subjected to the scrutiny of fireworks she is reduced to a shivering, cowering wreck, all because people want to make some noise. Have a house party and have done with it, at least that we can call the police for!

On the bright side...Christmas is on it's way and I have completed my Christmas present shopping. They are all...well mostly...wrapped and ready to give out when the time draws near. *sits and puts up feet*
TIME TO RELAX,
Yours,
The hormonal bag
(Where angst is never too far around the corner...)

5 comments:

  1. you have completed your christmas shopping already!... unnatural woman!!! lol :)

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  2. Well, last year I left it all to the last minute and it stressed me out and I ended up spending more than I should so this year...planning! It works.

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  4. I LOVE FIREWORKS

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  5. Loving the pictures, they're pretty...

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