- Remember, remember the fifth of November,
- Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
- I see no reason why gunpowder treason
- should ever be forgot.
- Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
- to blow up the King and the Parliament.
- Three score barrels of powder below,
- Poor old England to overthrow:
- By God's providence he was catch'd
- With a dark lantern and burning match.
- Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
- Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
- Hip hip hoorah!
Today is a day when I wish I still lived in the UK. I have fond memories of the 5th November. Helping to collect wood for the bonfire; wondering what the guy would be like; eating dinner early; walking to my school in the dark anticipating the fireworks. Then we'd arrive and queue to get in. Finally it would be time for the fireworks to start and I loved the squeals followed by bangs and bursts of colour in the sky. Next off would be the Catherine wheels spinning around and around all sparkling and beautiful.
After the display we'd go and see the bonfire with the guy burning. Before too long it would be time to go home but not without a hot dog covered in tomato ketchup and fried onions. I got an email last week from an old friend who's children go to the same primary school I went to. The school still holds a bonfire night and I believe Beverley will be helping on the hot dog stall. So to all my English family and friends enjoy the bonfires and fireworks and have a hot dog for me!
P.S. If like us you can't go to a display click here for some firework fun.
After the display we'd go and see the bonfire with the guy burning. Before too long it would be time to go home but not without a hot dog covered in tomato ketchup and fried onions. I got an email last week from an old friend who's children go to the same primary school I went to. The school still holds a bonfire night and I believe Beverley will be helping on the hot dog stall. So to all my English family and friends enjoy the bonfires and fireworks and have a hot dog for me!
P.S. If like us you can't go to a display click here for some firework fun.
7 comments:
Add for me too! I would love to be transported back in my little girl head to relive the magic of those evenings at Henleaze. The fireworks were so close, the catherine wheels so perfect, and that juicy hotdog was the best dinner ever - no yucky soggy green vegetables on November 5th! Do you remember the tomato soup in the polystyrene cups too?
Ok Sam I get the point!!
Becs your link to 5th Nov. did not work for me.
Vaguely Sam, I loved the hot dog and onions, funny that cos I never liked onions at home! They just tasted so much better well done on top of a sausage (I never liked sausages much either)! It must have been something to do with being cooked outside.
Changed the link, should work now Mum!
of course that Guy Fawkes was trying to restore Catholicism instead of thaoe pesky Protestants. There are some more words that are not in the least bit P.C. now:- A penny loaf to feed the pope, A farthing of cheese to choke him, A pint of beer to wash it down, A foggot of sticks to burn him, Burn him in a tub of tar, Burnhim like a blazing star, Burn his body from his head, Then we'll say Ol Pope is dead, Hip Hip hoorah.
Not necessarily for publication in the country in which you live but possibly the reason bonfire night never caught on there Love
of course that Guy Fawkes was trying to restore Catholicism instead of thaoe pesky Protestants. There are some more words that are not in the least bit P.C. now:- A penny loaf to feed the pope, A farthing of cheese to choke him, A pint of beer to wash it down, A foggot of sticks to burn him, Burn him in a tub of tar, Burnhim like a blazing star, Burn his body from his head, Then we'll say Ol Pope is dead, Hip Hip hoorah.
Not necessarily for publication in the country in which you live but possibly the reason bonfire night never caught on there Love
I know Dad I purposely chose not to include that verse!
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