A bit of a damp squib

I’m not a big fan of fireworks, I have to admit. The last two evenings of painting the flat have been accompanied by the sound of fireworks almost constantly which is beginning to drive me mad – hopefully tomorrow night will be the last of them for a while! There were some very loud bangs that seemed to be coming from a little too close to the flat for my liking – even Michael was a little alarmed and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the next door neighbour’s dog who I suspect was enjoying it even less than we were.