Our First Guy Fawkes Day. Technically we really shouldn't take part in it considering what it is. Background: Guy Fawkes was a Catholic who wanted to blow up parliment and kill the King. His attempt was foiled, he was hung and burned and every year since then England celebrates this by having huge bonfires with a "guy" being burned and fireworks. So they are celebrating a foiled terrorist attack and burning a Catholic at the stake. But we are here and we want to experience all there is...
So at 6 (it gets dark really early now) we head over to the biggest bonfire I have ever seen. It is sponsored by Griffen's Scout Group in Duxford-so we use the fund raising bit as an excuse as well. The kids run around in the dark and we have no idea where they are-but we have become much more relaxed in supervision here good or bad I don't know. There are actually quite a few people here-and everyone from Duxford itself has walked to the field, in wellies of course. It is a nice clear, cold night-but the bonfire puts out a fair amount of heat. We can see plumes of smoke from all the other village bonfires-and this country says they are worried about global warming?
After the fireworks we run to the car to escape before the mad dash of others and miss the traffic jams.
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