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.
Thursday, 5 November 2015
Time for bonfires and fireworks
"Remember, remember the fifth of November / The gunpowder treason and plot / I see no reason why gunpowder treason / Should ever be forgot." Well, I am sure you are familiar with it. Surely you do. You must know because of a certain movie based on a graphic novel. I had no problem remembering that tonight it is Bonfire Night/Guy Fawkes Night. There has been fireworks since the beginning of the evening, some almost next door. In fact, fireworks have been... fireworking? Fireworks have been going on since the beginning of November. Even last month. I have to say, I far prefer the bonfires. I find them more impressive, more beautiful and rustic in the night. And the smell of smoke in the night is just so lovely. But tonight I am staying home: I am babysitting a cat who is very much afraid of fireworks, or to be precise of the noise they make. Last year I went out, where I took the picture you see. There will be more fireworks in the upcoming days, so I will not miss everything. I will, however miss the sight and smell of a majestic bonfire.