I’m not a huge fan of fireworks – a fireworks night several years ago at Michael’s parents where a rocket came down landing about six inches away from my foot had made me quite wary of fireworks in general. Despite this, I agreed to come out to a local firework display with a group of friends this evening, which I actually quite enjoyed (probably more because I spent most of it trying to get some half-decent firework photos rather than worrying about stray rockets) and then we headed off to the pub afterwards to defrost in front of a roaring fire.
Monday, 2 November 2009
Fireworks
I’m not a huge fan of fireworks – a fireworks night several years ago at Michael’s parents where a rocket came down landing about six inches away from my foot had made me quite wary of fireworks in general. Despite this, I agreed to come out to a local firework display with a group of friends this evening, which I actually quite enjoyed (probably more because I spent most of it trying to get some half-decent firework photos rather than worrying about stray rockets) and then we headed off to the pub afterwards to defrost in front of a roaring fire.
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