Bonfire Night/Gunpowder Plot - Nov 5th

I was studying in London when Bonfire Night was going on. All night long, at my bedroom window (and when I say 'mine' I mean the bedroom of the house I was lodging in) I could hear fireworks in other yards.

When it got dark, my landlady and her boyfriend and I stood outside holding sparklers. It was fun.

I like this poem:
Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
 
I love fireworks night! It's probably one of my favourite days of the year. On Friday we're off to the local school bonfire because it's cosy and everyone knows each other there. Then on the Saturday we're off to a bigger event that we go to every year with a massive bonfire (so big it set the trees behind it on fire last year!) it has a big funfair built just for that night and has a massive display of fireworks.