We were one of the annoying families who had a bonfire and fireworks night a week later than is traditional. But, in our defence, it was pouring down on the original date and there was a box of fireworks that needed to be lit, a pile of wood to burn and people we wanted to see.
There is something so wholesome and warming (literally) about standing around a bonfire with family and friends. Something primeval happens. Just to stare into the flames and lose yourselves...
Even though us and our guests were outside, it didn’t stop me from cleaning the house in preparation of the event.
My husband did stop me though when I got to the hoovering stage and I’m glad he did because there was absolutely no point with an onslaught of muddy wellies due inside at any given moment.
A friend of ours used to be the housekeeper for our holiday cottage that we let out. One weekend when we had gone down to stay there ourselves, I noticed that the floors were filthy. “There’s no point cleaning up before you lot come down,” he said. “I’ll wait until after you’ve gone and clear up your mess then!” He had a valid point.
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