As we were starting a new family, we wanted everything to be traditional. We were wrapped up in all our winter stuff as we plodded along the road to the local firework display. New to the area, we had no idea whether this was going to be any good or not. But you can’t really experience bonfire night without going to some kind of display.
Well, I suppose you could put on a display yourself but that would involve lots of work and some kind of knowledge of gunpowder. I have no knowledge of anything like that and so I thought it was probably best left to the experts.
Before we left, jacket potatoes were placed inside the oven so that we had a hot meal waiting for us.
Everything was planned out.
Heading off into the darkness we made our way towards the display. It was crowded so we knew we were in for a good show. The bonfire was lit and it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen. It was a replication of Pudding Lane where the Great Fire of London had started.
Only then did I realise the camera was sitting in the kitchen.
Written for Sunday photo fiction
This bonfire really happened! It was our local village display at Barnwell Northamptonshire.