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Wendy
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I used to love bonfire night. Ours was organised like a millitary operation. We lived in Four Oaks at the time my mother said it was like living in the country, quite a way to the shops! Anyway the land opposite our house was unused and we were allowed to build a bonfire there. My brothers would start collecting weeks before, the local council would bring round chopped branches on a truck for our fire. With all this wood it was built realy high. The neighbours would put together for fire works and food which would be cooked by various ladies from the street including our Mom. The guy was made by my brothers out of Dad's old clothes, this was kept in our entry which scared the life out of any family that visited, as they always went "round the back". When the night arrived Dad would string off an area to let the fireworks off, and he would build a frame for the Catherine wheels. My gran and the old lady from next door would have a special place to sit on two deck chairs with blankets to keep them warm. The food was wonderful hot potatoes, sausages,toffee apples and the adults would have a sort of mulled wine us kids had pop. The atmosphere was so lovely, with all the neighbours friends and family together. It was only on one night NOVEMBER 5th whatever night it came on..............not like today starting in september:| I have such wonderful memories of our Bonfire night untill they built houses on the land and that was the end of our bonfire night celebrations.