To be expected?

November 4th.
Not bonfire night.
Oh but apparently it is!!!
The air is thick with the smell of fireworks and rain.
The little people gathered to watch the short display.
It was good, but now they have come in for a bit of a warm around the radiator.

This year I actually would like to see lots of fireworks, but I don't like big crowded displays. If the weather is OK tomorrow evening, I'm contemplating a trip to Crosby to go and stand at the dunes and watch the fireworks from over on the Wirral. Maybe.

Or I might just stay home and wave sparklers around in the back garden.

Today has been an epic kind of a day.

I have just realised I have no wine.

Boo.