Fireworks night
Well, I had a serious kind of fireworks blog post in mind, an impassioned, yet reasoned plea for retention of the right to light fires in our backyards etc etc.
But I really can't be bothered, it's just too late in the evening.
So anyway, we did the fireworks thing and it was REALLY COLD but good. Orla looked happily confused (what is going on here?), Isabelle and Aidan drank it all in and enjoyed their sparklers.
Aidan said that the loud firecrackers "were like someone was shooting at me with a machine gun". He said the long running, yet silent bursts of sparks were "like a lovely princess bomb".
But I really can't be bothered, it's just too late in the evening.
So anyway, we did the fireworks thing and it was REALLY COLD but good. Orla looked happily confused (what is going on here?), Isabelle and Aidan drank it all in and enjoyed their sparklers.
Aidan said that the loud firecrackers "were like someone was shooting at me with a machine gun". He said the long running, yet silent bursts of sparks were "like a lovely princess bomb".
posted by Mary at 9:35 pm
1 Comments:
Hah - I do love fireworks but after 3 very disturbed nights sleep (Munchkin cannot sleep through me unstacking the dishwasher let alone fire works in the park across the road) I am all for the BAN! Just call me the Guy Fawkes Grinch ;)
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