Saturday, 6 November 2010

Bonfire night, our way.

Tonight we travelled Hebden-wards and I got cold waiting while Jon bought fish and chips, we then experienced a dead car battery incident, I pushed the car down the street and we darted away from the Traffic wardens who were closing in like sharks. We traversed G's hill and made our way to the end car-park where we eated, then waited, and waited, and waited for fireworks...

A cordite-burst through the clouds....

Bathed in sodium light....
I have the coldest nose in the world in this photo

Jon in sparkling form....


Remember, Remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, Treason and Plot.

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