One thing I do miss about living in the UK is the annual fireworks display we used to attend as a family. The annual ritual of putting on warm clothes, going out to watch some spectacular fireworks (we lived near a fire college and the firemen did a wonderful job), then coming back to hot chocolate and other warm treats – bliss! Here, where I live in Spain, of course, it’s a normal day and Guy Fawkes doesn’t mean anything to anybody. The only fireworks we have here are the bangers let off when the football results are good or at our village fiesta in January. There’s no colour to them, they just flash and bang – very sad![Read More...]
Wherever you are in the world, you can still enjoy a taste of the UK’s bonfire celebrations with the following recipes and videos that I’ve found for you.[Read More...]
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,[Read More...]
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli’ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England’s overthrow;
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!”
An article about Bonfire Night and the Gunpowder Plot.[Read More...]