Tonight I went to a Bonfire Party. As I was driving there, I realised that it’s actually been a very long time since I went to a Bonfire Party.
Not sure why as they’re usually a fun evening. There’s something magical about wrapping up warm. Then roasting yourself by the bonfire and coming away with rosy cheeks. Of course, that could have been the mulled wine.
I usually get a crick in my neck watching the firework display. Tonight’s was a belter. The firework equivalent of ‘a good spread’.
I love fireworks. My photography skills weren’t that great. It’s actually kinda hard to get the timing right. Besides, I was too busy making the appropriate noises at the display. You know the ones I mean. And no, I’m not even going to try and spell them!
I also love the smell afterwards. It’s evokes memories of my Dad setting fireworks off in the garden.
I came home smelling of smoke, slightly charred and with a big smile on my face.









