I have fireworks. The 5th November is, obv, you douche, bonfire night. This of course means lots and lots and lots and lots of fireworks. Fireworks go bang bang and make pretty sparks and stuff. They make lots of smoke and, usually, smell pretty good.
So yeah. Will and I got together, and decided to buy fireworks. Lots of them, and big ones of course. Last year he went down to this firework factory and got a whole load for bonfire night and new year, and this year we ordered some from the same factory from the internet.
We spent about £100 (we got some of those Tesco selection boxes too) in total. Massive mines, rockets, roman candles and stuff. And loads of little ones to fill in the gaps.
I can’t wait until 5th November…
