“Remember,remember the 5th of November, gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, plot and treason, should ever be forgot.”
Last night was Bonfire night in the UK. This date commemorates the attempt to blow up the Houses Of Parliament in 1606 by Guy Fawkes and his comrades. Children have always made a guy from old clothes and straw and burnt the effigy on a bonfire. This gruesome tradition now provides a reason to celebrate with a fire and fireworks.
Here in North Wales, the Young Farmers organise a community bonfire and fireworks in our village. The firework display was AMAZING. It cost £2500 but was enjoyed by all including my grandson. The evening was helped by a cold and clear night, with evocative smells of fireworks and smoke. Treacle toffee and toffee apples are traditional treats but sadly I now have to think about the health of my teeth! Ah well. Happy memories!
This week end in the UK we celebrate Mothering Sunday. Sadly the tradition was hijacked by our American cousins ( sorry friends but true!) many years ago. It did not used to be the commercialised, gift giving, money making day that it has become. Rant over!
When I was a child and went to Sunday school, yes my parents did try, we used to go to church on this special day. Us children were all given a card by the vicar, which we then took home for our mothers. The cards usually had a religious picture or quotation on them. The card in the picture says:
Mothering Sunday is the fourth Sunday in Lent,
Let each think of his or her Mother
And all of our Universal Mother the Church.
And that’s it in a nut shell. Mothering Sunday was a day to celebrate and be grateful for the mother church and our own Mothers. Sadly this philosophy has got lost in time. The card with the quote on was given to me in 1959 and the picture card in1960. I am delighted to say that I have always and still do love my Mum. God Bless!