Bonfire Night Memories

Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot…

Halloween was barely heard of when I was little (I know, I’m getting old!). BUT we ALWAYS celebrated Guy Fawkes Night, on the fifth of November.

Guy Fawkes Night commemorates the night that Guy Fawkes was arrested under the Houses of Parliament with a large stash of gunpowder… How embarassing! The Gunpowder Plot of 1605 to blow up the king and his government thus failed, and this has been celebrated ever since.

At our house there’d often be a big bonfire in the garden, and usually a few fireworks too. I was always in awe of my brave father, who lit the Catherine Wheels, the Roman Candles and the occasional screecher, dashing back to safety at the last minute! Then we were handed sparklers, to write our names in the damp air with light.

We once had a rocket that sent a little parachute down after exploding, which then remained lodged in the neighbour’s tree all winter!

We even made a “guy” one year (a model of Mr Fawkes) to burn on the bonfire… a rather macabre tradition. I remember Mum searching for something for his head. I think we used a cabbage in the end…

There was of course traditional comfort food as well; jacket spuds, hot dogs with onions, and tomato soup. These foods still remind me of Bonfire Night.

What are your best childhood memories of Halloween or Bonfire Night?