Lighting up November
We had a lovely shared Bonfire Night on the terrace at the weekend. It’s the perfect way to coax me outside after dark once the clocks go back. As soon as the nights grow longer I don’t want to leave the house. I just want to snuggle inside, keeping warm.
So I’m always glad that Bonfire Night comes along when it does. It reminds me that the dark is not an encroaching blanket but is vast and open, especially when lit up by fireworks; and that you can enjoy a winter evening as much as a summer evening.
This year, there was a well-stocked bonfire with neighbourly contributions but we had to admire it on the move somewhat as the wind changed direction every few minutes, so we had to keep moving pretty sharpish too. All good fun! Gradually we settled to a comfortable distance and could enjoy the flames lighting up the sky. We still managed to let off a good variety of fireworks, from the soft and gentle to the very loud; and mulled wine kept us warm.
Then, with our ears reverberating with bangs and our clothes full of wood smoke, we all retreated indoors, to continue our evening with chilli, parkin and pear cake – yum!