Giant firework display (Municipal, not domestic)

I see evidence of chocolate

While we wait for the details of tonight's firework escapades to appear in these hallowed columns, let me cordially welcome all my foreign blog readers.

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Right then. I'm finally quiet in my bed at 2140.


This article comes to you by sleep-telepathy.

We (Pops and I with Bud + Jof) got on the second train because the queue for tickets (never inspected) was so long so we missed the first one.

Cosham was uber-busy but being small and wiggly, we got right to the fence separating us from the pre-firework bonfire and had prime position.

The fireworks were extremely large and noisy (we watched them to the tune of several howling babies) and well worth the trip, just a shame that we won't be able to match it in our tiny back garden on Saturday. We'll try anyway. There were screamers and wigglies and showers and madthings and crackles and stars of all colours and snakes and mortars. It was quite warm and we really didn't need all those coats. On the way back we bought a selection of light sabres and a pair of bunny ears for Pops. They'll be useful on Saturday when we can all play at being lamp-posts.