Burn it all!

The English do irony really well. Terrorists wanted to blow up the houses of parliament 400 years ago. And we're out celebrating it.

Still, they didn't pull it off - so I guess that is something.

The last week around here has been military general's heaven. Stuff blowing up all over the place. The masses have access to flying explosive things and by-gum they're gonna use them.

Fireworks are on sale in some food stores, and all of the dodgy stores. Names such as The Phantom, Banshee, and my personal favourite Monkeys with Exploding Coconuts. Oooo... That's gotta hurt.

There is even one called 'Bunker Buster' which was used by the forces in the Gulf.

But I blog because the park near us (called South Park) has a community group dedicated to it: Friends of South Park. And every year they have a bonfire and fireworks show. And this year we got all local and wandered down.

And it is really sweet - hotdogs and chocolate crackles for the kids, mulled wine for the adults, and stuff burning and other stuff exploding with bright lights in the air. And with every explosion the kids howled louder.

A real community thing. Probably not what the original terrorists were planning originally, but they would approve now.