The kids were so excited to celebrate bonfire night and it was very cool to experience a cultural event together. I had forgotten how much of a community thing this is.
It was cold - I had tried to warn the girls to bring warm clothes (we had gone to visit Granny T) because we would be stood watching fireworks and it would feel cold. They didn't really get it - at times like this I realise they have no prior experience or memory to hang comments like these on.
We went to a smallish affair but the fireworks were great and we got a spot next to the fence. Rose and I had an ongoing discussion about whether it was better than Manila. Yes, in that we were close up and enjoyed it. No, in that 15 minutes does not compare to over half an hour and a much wider spread of fireworks. And it was definitely colder than Manila. We had our traditional bonfire night clothing of hats, scarves and gloves. Josh got very cold and asked if we could leave and Naomi wanted to go halfway through too, although I think she was tired as much as anything. Before going she had said to me, "I might fall asleep like I did at the monster trucks". But the kids finally understand what cold means!
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