I Love Fireworks
Fireworks have been going off around my house now for the past fortnight or so. Mainly due to it being Bonfire Night on the 5th and Remembrance Sunday today, with more probably occuring on the 11th. Even now I can here them going off.
On Bonfire night we had a competition with a house down the road of who had the most impressive fireworks. Sadly, their's did make bigger bangs, but then we brought out our secret weapon, a massive firework which went on for ages producing bang after bang. Needless to say, we won.
Anywho, today I was in mass and father was in his usual absent minded mood (more so if you ask me, we had the wrong readings today, which we later discovered could be due to the bottle of whisky someone gave him. He said if we managed to drink the whole bottle, the man'll give him another one.) and was chatting to us about the fireworks. He said he'd gone to bed early on Friday for reasons he can't quite remember and he was convinced there was an artillery of some kind going off outside. Cue chuckles from all gathered. Father has a great sense of humour and always cracks at least one joke during mass.
I must say though, people seem to have gone overboard with the fireworks this year. They're still banging outside.
