Bonfire Night and no serious hopping…
I loved the Book Blogger Hop question this week about how it feels to lose followers and whether or not we, as fellow bloggers, ever stop following another blog but can’t commit to hopping because in England, it’s Bonfire Night (yey!) so am bowing out. As it happens, I hate to lose followers but hope they blog off somewhere happy 🙂 I do occasionally stop following blogs but only if I find that for at least a couple of months, I’m not giving their posts the attention they deserve. Often that’s because I find meme reading a bit repetitive and the odd few do nothing but…I love blogging because of the originality of some bloggers and if I find I’m missing that, I’ll eventually drift off.
I’ve always been a huge fan of Bonfire Night (or Guy Fawkes Night, if you prefer) – I love getting wrapped up in full winter garb with a hat, scarf, gloves and big coat; I love drinking over-priced hot drinks (usually mulled wine for me!) and eating bonfire toffee; most of all, I love ‘ooh’-ing at pretty fireworks and getting too hot near the huge fire and then freezing on the way home! It’s all so romantic and beautiful.
Which is weird considering its sinister origins I think…Guy Fawkes and his friends try to blow up the Houses of Parliament in 1605 but get caught. Mr Fawkes was later hanged along with some of his co-conspirators and, to celebrate (?!) the thwarting of the plot and aversion of disaster, we light fireworks and burn effigies of Guy Fawkes (or other historical figures…) on a huge bonfire because that’s what people did to celebrate on 05 November 1605 (minus fireworks until circa 1650) – nice, huh?
Regardless of that, I love it and can’t wait!!
Happy hopping those that are taking part and lovely Fridays to all those that aren’t!