Tuesday 6 November 2007

Too Old For Fireworks?---Never


When I was little I used to love this time of year, Halloween, my birthday and then Bonfire night all in one week, how could it get any better. Even now I still get a kick out of seeing the little ones trick or treating and watching a big firework display (not so keen on the birthdays any more, they are coming around far too quickly for my liking)

Dave and I usually go down to the Old Town to watch the big firework display by the Runcorn Bridge but this year I was beginning to give up hope that he would be home in time for us to get there. The display was due to start at 7.30 and by 7.10 he still wasn't home. At the eleventh hour he rushed through the door and said even if we wouldn't be in time to park up and get to the river front we would just be in time to catch some of the show if we drove across the bridge.

So that's what we did, like a pair of daft school kids we drove along the Express Way, with the car windows open so that we could hear the bangs and screeches of the massive aerial display, and then (along with quite a few other people) drove back and forth across the bridge to see some of the display in all it's glory. We didn't fancy stopping on the hard shoulder, like the dozens of other cars with their hazard lights flashing, so we drove down toward Wigg Island to park up and see the show's finale. Great fun!!!

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