Comments on: Remember, remember the 5th of November

By: swells

swells — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 05:55:58 +0000

It is the 5th of November and I keep remember, remembering that photo of the treacle toffee above. It has sent me foraging online and will soon send me foraging into shops, either for the toffee itself or the black treacle to make it with. Perhaps it shall become enough of a regularity for me to need a toffee hammer!

By: Demosthenes

Demosthenes — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 04:27:21 +0000

Remember remember the fifth of November
The big race ran so long and hot
And I see no reason this election season
should ever be forgot.

Go Obama!

By: PB

PB — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:22:05 +0000

England = Guy Fawkes
USA = Bubba
There you have it – all you need to know.

By: Kate the Great

Kate the Great — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 18:12:44 +0000

We had a puppet of old clothes sewn together and stuffed with old newspapers. He even had a pantyhose head, which I always thought was hilarious. Of course, his name wasn’t Guy or Thatcher or Blair. His name was Bubba. And he was out in a chair outside for Halloween night, not out on a stake covered in fire on November 5th. And the had a cowboy hat.

By: LP

LP — Fri, 31 Oct 2008 17:48:46 +0000

“However, my mother insisted in stuffing my Wellington boots with crinkled newspaper to stop stray fireworks slipping down my leg. She somehow discounted the fact that if a stray firework landed in my welly on a piece of newspaper that I would go up in flames. But somehow I felt safer.”

How did we all survive our childhoods?

BTW “if stray firework landed in my welly” is my new favorite phrase.