I have always wanted a bonfire night. Growing up, we always had a village bonfire on the night of the Fifth, with fireworks, a guy to burn, potatoes wrapped in foil roasting in the fire, and sticky parkin cake. It's traditional!
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holla boys, Holla boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the Queen!
And what should we do with him? Burn him!
Guy Fawkes Night is the Fifth of November. The British commemorate the failed assassination plot of 1605 to blow up King James I at the State Opening of the Houses of Parliament with bonfires across the country. Guy Fawkes, the conspirator who was to light the fuse, was betrayed in the nick of time and convicted of treason. Every British village makes guys to burn on our November Fifth bonfires. Thank you to the amazing Heather Gibbons for this year's 18-feet tall effigy!
Our Bonfire Night dinner table in the Upper Barn looking serene in the late afternoon
Dinner was autumnal comfort food, with soup, spicy macaroni cheese, and beef stew with garlic smashed potatoes
Sweet things traditionally served on Guy Fawkes Night. Parkin (top) is a light gingerbread. Toffee apples are compulsory
Despite last week's shower, the fields are dry. We couldn't build the enormous bonfire of our dreams, just a warming fire