Gunpowder, treason and plot

Bonfire Night looms, and the thoughts turn to roast chestnuts, tomato soup (traditional at village bonfires in Leverington) and jacket potatoes cruelly turned to charcoal in the embers of the bonfire. Oh, and parkin. Must have parkin on Bonfire Night.

So, of course, I'm going out to a fireworks display tonight, and not bothering with any of the above. It's called not enough time to do anything...