sweet child remember
on the 5th of November
be-dazzled by light
These pics are a few years old now, but I love to reminisce at this time of year. I have such lovely memories of those moments with my camera capturing the wonderment of the child, it transports me back to my own childhood and the thrill of it all.
It started a few weeks before, begging my dad to gather old wood and rubbish in the garden so we could have a 'bonfire'. If dad was a little slow on the up-take and didn't get round to it I knew I could always count on Mrs Fowler, a lovely lady who lived just below with her six children, she always made all the kids welcome. I also knew she would have a tray of homemade bonfire toffee and that she would throw a spud or two into the fire for us to eat after the rapturous event.
The weeks leading up to 'the night' were very exciting, our local paper shop displayed the fascinating little packages of promised thrills in the window. On the way home from school I would stop for a while and gaze at the possibilities. Friday night, pocket money night, I got to choose my favourite delights when mum went to pay 'the bill'. Mr Lindley was very patient with me as I asked him 'would he take the big box from under the glass counter for a closer look to choose?' I'm sure the queue of people behind didn't mind!
There was just one downside to it all as I remember, those horrible jumping jacks, and Mrs Fowler's two boys. I didn't buy any myself, but I knew full-well they would be lurking there and planting those 'evil little imps' in the most unsuspecting places at whim. I still 'feel the fear' the more I tried to get out of their way the more they seemed to be jumping right behind me!!!
PS 'My love' just reminded me from a boy's perspective, there was nothing more exciting than to get those little 'jumping jacks' to jump up the girl's skirts! I'm glad to say they have been banned now in the UK!