Guy Fawkes night..

Yes, it is that time of year when (in our street) the battle lines are drawn, and missiles are launched every which way they can. Two (or more) tribes stare at each other across the battlefield, watching, waiting....

Then their mothers call them in for tea.

Took the kids to an organised display and thought I would be different blip wise. This blip is of some fairground lights as I thought there would be hundreds of fireworks plastered about.