Friday, November 6, 2009

Remember, remember...

...the, um, day after the 5th of November? No, that doesn't scan.

But we celebrated Guy Fawkes Day/Bonfire Night with some friends this evening. A HUGE bonfire was set up, but it had been raining all day long. Still, it got going pretty well, eventually. They only had to make one extra trip to the petrol station for more, um, accelerant.

Then there were the fireworks. Now, you hear these stories about the British "nanny state," and how they forbid damn near everything in the name of the all-encompassing "Health and Safety." But in this nation that forbids parents from playing with their own kids at the park, it's possible to buy huge loads of fireworks at the corner grocery. As an American, I find this ironic. I mean, every year we celebrate our independence from the "oppressive British government" by allowing our own government to tell us we can't pop a firecracker. And every year, the Brits celebrate the failure of a plot against that same government with days and days of fireworks.

I'm just sayin'...

1 comment:

Susie J. said...

LOL, ironic indeed. And that article?? yeeeeeesh! That's ridiculous!