The fireworks have already started outside, but tomorrow night there'll be many more. When I was a kid, November 5th - Bonfire Night or Guy Fawkes Night - was the biggest night of the year. For weeks in advance, children would be collecting wood to build bonfires, pooling their money to buy fireworks, making effigies of old Guy Fawkes (or some currently unpopular figure), and then assembling with their friends, neighbours, siblings, and parents for a riotous evening of fire, smoke, fireworks, toffee apples, roast chestnuts, and all sorts of sweet treats and mischief. Few knew the reasons behind the commemoration of the 1605 Gunpowder Plot, which had gone on, annually, for hundreds of years, but most, at least, knew the bare bones of the story, even if, for many, certainly in his native Yorkshire, Guy Fawkes had become a celebratory figure. There'll undoubtedly be many more bangs and explosions where I live tomorrow, maybe a few bonfires too, but restrictions on public firework sales, and changing attitudes, have meant that Bonfire Night has, generally, been in decline for decades. Even so, there won't be many in the kingdom, who won't, at the very least, note the date;
Remember, remember, the 5th of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
From
By George! by George Cunningham, a Sheffield cutler and artist, who published 2 volumes of his paintings and sketches of Sheffield life, accompanied by his autobiographical tales. At least 2 BF members have claimed him as a relative, including our old friend
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