Uncle Robber took masterful control of the Catherine Wheel, (See previous post) and nailed it to the Shed whilst there was still a shred of daylight and just before everyone else arrived to interfere.  And joy of joys it was the first firework lit and whirled delightfully much to every one’s delight and set the mood for the rest of the evening.

The food went well and I even managed to sit everyone down, all thirteen of us, and after fireworks we trooped back in and had pudding, trifle and fizzy jelly and ice cream and just to round it all off, more bonfire toffee, and the odd chocolate biscuit.  Good job it is a once a year thing!

A lovely evening, with lovely people.  And I thank the Gods, that they are all growing up but not away.

Christmas next!