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This time of year always makes me think of living in a warzone. With loud bands and explosions going off in all quarters, the sound of rockets flying over head, etc.

OK, I know the sound of fireworks is immensely different to the sound of gunfire and bombs (both of which I've heard but luckily never in a warzone!) but it still reminds me.

I wonder about walking the streets of a deserted city, explosions rocking the night sky and the smell of gunpowder in the air. Even when you know it's celebratory fireworks it can still surprise you, we can't really imagine what it's like in areas with war or uprisings going on.

I always think that I should try and write a chapter of a book set in a warzone around this time. At least I'd have a light version of the actual sound effects going on outside my four walls!

Anyway, November 5th is well and truly here and Finchley has erupted in a non-stop chorus of explosions and lights.

Hope all my fellow British residents are having fun with their sparklers and frieworks. I've made sure I'm locked safely away at home. I, personally, think it's a bloody stupid idea allowing the British public to buy fireworks over the counter and feel they should only be sold to people who have a license to buy them for organised events. There are too many little prats around plus older prats that get pissed and then think it's a good idea to go and light the fireworks.

A friend of mine was at a bus stop in North Finchley (Tally Ho Corner) the other say when a bunch of kids let off a box full of rockets right next to the bus stop. Luckily no was injured but that's really not the point.

Call me a killjoy if you like but I think Guy Fawkes celebrations should be licensed, properly organised, affairs.


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Nov. 5th, 2006 10:43 pm (UTC)
I always think that this time of year must be very handy for anyone contemplating a bit of gun crime. You could burst in to the local off-licence with your sawn-off blazing, or shoot down your victims in the street, and who would take any notice of the noise?

There's a whole TV cop show in that!

Nov. 5th, 2006 11:08 pm (UTC)
When I first moved over here I was *stunned* that anyone could buy fireworks. Back in Australia you need a pyrotechnics license to set of fireworks. I think it is primarily due to the potential fire hazard but still a sensible idea. My first introduction to the season (some 15 years ago) was a cat that had been brought to me after some dickwad had taped a firework to it's back and set it off...

nice huh?
Nov. 6th, 2006 08:32 am (UTC)
Rob and I were saying exactly this on Saturday. It would solve all of the problems associated with fireworks.
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Nov. 6th, 2006 10:15 am (UTC)
I think it's a very important holiday to remind the government that the British people can still blow them up if needs be. I like to think of it as a little bit of evolution in action, but it would be better if we got all the little bastards in a small room and let them play.

Then again I was woken up be someone setting of very, very loud explsoives over the road from me.

But no, I don't think we should stop people being able to buy them. The more times goes by the more I realise that this is the route that leds to a police state. Small erosions of the rights of the private citizen in the name of safety and security. I think anyone should be allowed to buy fireworks, but setting them off in a dangerous fashion should be severely punished. The act of buying them is not wrong, and it perfectly possible to have you own fireworks party with training just by taking some simple precautions. Any responsible adult can do it. Possibly not allowing them to be sold to kids might be an idea.

Arrgh, sorry bit of a rant there.
Nov. 6th, 2006 07:58 pm (UTC)
Properly enforcing the existing laws would be a good start. If the authorities actually used the powers they have to fine people who sell fireworks to kids (and refused to licence those people the following year), a lot of the most blatant stupidity would stop. The first school I ever taught in was a failing school. In the fortnight around fireworks night, a favourite trick of some of the less charming pupils was setting off rockets horizontally down the corridors. How no-one got injured I will never know...
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