Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 8 November 2014
As I am typing this, there are fireworks outside. As you may know, fireworks displays do not start and end on Bonfire Night/Guy Fawkes Night in the UK. They can usually be seen and heard during the whole month of November, or at least during the beginning of it, and in the few days before as well. It does get tiresome, but at least it gives the month a certain character it does not have anywhere else. To be honest, I am not the biggest fan of fireworks. As a child, nothing impressed me more, but not so much as an adult. As I said here, I much prefer the bonfire on Bonfire Night. What I love most now about fireworks is the smell of smoke in the cold night. There is just something about it.