It's that time of year again! And I think its going to last all weekend. Tonight we walked across the road to the local pub The George for a Kopparberg (or 2) and tomorrow evening we will walk up to the village cricket pitch for the big show. I think the kids had already planned ahead because they had soon formed into a group and were busy writing their names with sparklers.
Guy Fawkes Night in Yorkshire (and I'm not sure if I'm 100% correct on this, it could be a "Northern" tradition) involves eating (pork) pie and peas (the mushy variety with mint sauce) and parkin cake.