Burn

I love this time of year. The leaves change to a beautiful colour and the mornings can be crisp. We put the clocks back, so an extra hour in bed tonight (will we ever stop debating whether we should keep changing our clocks?). Long walks and hearty winter food*.

And above all we get to celebrate religious intolerance. Yep I'm referring to the Gunpowder Plot of 1605. We mark the occasion when Guy Fawkes (a Catholic) and his band decided to blow up the (Protestant) King James I and his Parliament because they didn't quite see eye to eye with each other. You thought religious extremists were something new, didn't you? Guess you're wrong LOL.

This event is traditionally held on or about 5th November each year but in this particular neck of the woods we celebrate at least a week earlier than everyone else. Don't really know why but it does guarantee a really good crowd. So we have a big firework display followed by a big bonfire, where a dummy Guy is tossed on the fire to be burned. Not quite sure why but this year he seemed to resemble Abraham Lincoln...


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*I also attended a local Breast Cancer Awareness fundraiser today, where I won in the raffle a cook book. Maybe I'll be cooking lots of lovely winter dishes. Or as a friend once put it: "All pigs loaded and ready to fly." Maybe not then.