Our Bonfire will be happening tonight. Remember a week or two ago, I gave you a hint about the poem:
Remember, remember the 5th of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason,
should ever be forgot.
Here's a rundown on the history of why we have a bonfire, and a 'Guy', on the 5th of November.
This is taken from Wikipedia, because I'm being lazy.
Guy Fawkes (13 April 1570 – 31 January 1606), also known as Guido Fawkes, the name he adopted while fighting for the Spanish in the Low Countries, belonged to a group of provincial English Catholics who planned the failed Gunpowder Plot of 1605.
Fawkes was born and educated in York. His father died when Fawkes was eight years old, after which his mother married a recusant Catholic. Fawkes later converted to Roman Catholicism and left for the continent, where he fought in the Eighty Years' War on the side of Catholic Spain against Protestant Dutch reformators. He travelled to Spain to seek support for a Catholic rebellion in England but was unsuccessful. He later met Thomas Wintour, with whom he returned to England.
Wintour introduced Fawkes to Robert Catesby, who planned to assassinate King James I and restore a Catholic monarch to the throne. The plotters secured the lease to an undercroft beneath the House of Lords, and Fawkes was placed in charge of the gunpowder they stockpiled there. Prompted by the receipt of an anonymous letter, the authorities searched Westminster Palace during the early hours of 5 November, and found Fawkes guarding the explosives. Over the next few days, he was questioned and tortured, and eventually he broke. Immediately before his execution on 31 January, Fawkes jumped from the scaffold where he was to be hanged and broke his neck, thus avoiding the agony of the drawing and quartering that followed.
Fawkes became synonymous with the Gunpowder Plot, which has been commemorated in England since 5 November 1605. His effigy is burned on a bonfire, often accompanied by a firework display.
Photos to follow....
and these guys
(remember when they were primped and preened....)
well, Tonight's the Night.
And fortunately, they belong to such a caring family, that they'll be able to do....er it.. by the romantic glow of a peat fire.
Er, well, maybe not quite. They will have firelight, but it'll be a bonfire.
And any notion of romance might go clean out of their minds when the fireworks begin.
It wasn't quite the fireworks Mr Wayne had in mind, I suspect.
And, er....no photos to follow.