Happier days this weekend.
Went to visit my brother in one of the remotest parts of England. Drove to teeny tiny village to see THE. BEST. FIREWORKS.! Unbelievable stuff - mahoosive fireworks - the sound of them echoed off the hills around - sounded like machine gune fire and mortars! They were so big and we were so close that it looked like we were inside them. Ironically the adults enjoyed the experience far more than the kids - we oohed and aahed and drank homemade soup and stomped our frostbitten toes, while the kids watched and said 'yeah they were good'.
Apparently they have such an amazing display as one of the guys in the village works for a fireworks company and gets them cheap once the 5th November has passed.
Set off for home early in the morning as child number 2 had a party to go to - the parents have hired a stretch Hummer to take 15 6 year olds to the cinema. A.Stretch. Hummer. Excess isn't in it. It does 2 miles to the gallon. Contemplated not letting him go in it on principle, then decided I would be derided for ever more by the other parents, and gave in. What price principle? Parents derison apparently.
On the plus side, it snowed as we were driving back - beautifully draped snow over the hills. Even the kids loved it. No snow on the road at all until we got to the sign saying 'Welcome to X'. The gritter turns around at the sign. No matter - the 3 hairpin bends were hairy but fun.
Snuggled up beside a warm fire now whilst son number 1 enjoys peace and quiet without his brother. I shall knit for a bit I think now. It is appropriate when sat beside an open fire to knit. And drink coffee. And maybe to smoke a pipe while I think about it.
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