Everyone knows that it always pours down on Bonfire Night, so I decided to do the celebration in some comfort this year. Starting with a marquee on the terrace containing an indoor bonfire — a ‘living’ fire consisting of a flickering light show and lots of space heaters.
We had the outward wall of the tent rolled up to let the gathered throng admire the efforts of the somewhat soggy pyromaniacs as they let off a fair few quidsworth of fireworks. And Irwin scared up some varicoloured Chinese lanterns as a finishing UFO touch.
Baked potatoes, parkin, treacle toffee and a selection of real ales made it a v. enjoyable night. Which just goes to show that throwing a lot of cash at a problem like keeping everyone dry and comfortable on a traditionally wet night really works.
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