A village bonfire night.
One of the many perks of living in England in Autumn.
Guy Fawkes burns in front of a captivated audience in the nearby playground.
Looked like he had a rather nice top on.
But it's gone now.
This kid held his perch most of the evening. It was a good spot.
There's my little Goddaughter!
Big kids messing around in the Churchyard.
It's instinctive, isn't it. See light. Make shadows!
2 Year Old, post festivities.
My older boy said that I should put this picture on my blog and write:
"This is my baby. He is sleeping. Isn't he adorable?"
Spot on my boy.
I think he's got the hang of blogging and needs his own.