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10:10am on Saturday, 5th November, 2011:
It's Bonfire Night tonight here in Great Britain, where we celebrate the failure of a 1605 Catholic conspiracy to kill the king even if we're Catholic republicans. The reason: we get to have fireworks!
Normally, there's a range of dates that firework shows are held, because the official date, November 5th, falls inconveniently in the middle of the week. This year, though, it's on a Saturday so most celebrations are tonight.
Well, I say tonight...
I went to bed at 1:40am this morning, having spent the previous several hours, oh, let's say working. As I was brushing my teeth, I looked out of the bathroom window and saw a firework display of major proportions going on somewhere in Colchester. There were multiple rockets in the sky at once, it wasn't just someone letting off a few Roman candles in their back garden. At 1:40am, though? Wouldn't that wake up hundreds of people who might have a reasonably legitimate claim that they should be allowed to sleep in peace in the dead of night? Maybe someone has invented silent fireworks?
Hopefully, it wasn't the display we're off to this evening going off prematurely by accident...
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