I’ve been working at my desk all day and the date keeps popping up as I write cheques and letters.
The 5th of November. It is a familiar date. Is it someone’s birthday? I check, but no. November the 5th…
It has just twigged. It’s Guy Fawkes Day. Bonfire night.
How could I have forgotten? I have lived in France for just nine years and already these familiar dates and customs are slipping away.
No, I won’t let it happen. I am just off to build a bonfire and unearth some sparklers!