Remember, remember the 5th of November, with gunpowder, treason and plot.....
AAHHHHH What magic childhood. Little nippers, Boy Scout rousers those big Cannons, coloured clouds, golden rain, catherine wheels
!. My father knew Mr Brock of Brocks fireworks. Every year we received a 5 quid box of fireworks. Big party, toffee apples, parkin, treakle toffee YUM YUM AHH Them were the days.
Yes I agree, now we are all bubble wrapped and sanitised, cleansed, and my brother maintains that we will soon have to stay indoors in our homes of a morning until the Government blows the "All Clear"
Jimmy