Bonfire Night

Here in the UK we have another tradition that comes straight after Hallowe’en and it’s an evening of bonfires and fireworks.

Tonight is Bonfire Night also known as Guy Fawkes Night and has been a tradition since the foiled gunpowder plot to destroy the Houses of Parliament back in 1605. You can search the story on the WWW if you’d like, it is quite fascinating.

In a nutshell, conspirators wanting to assassinate the then King thought up a plan to destroy Parliament. They got as far as placing firewood and barrels of gunpowder in the cellars but were foiled just in time to stop the explosion from happening.

As a kid I used to love Guy Fawkes Night. Memories of family, friends and neighbours around a large bonfire. Fireworks being light and large spuds wrapped in foil, cooked around the edge of the fire. We’d have sparklers in hand and write our names and make patterns in the air.

A group of us would make a large dummy that was the representation of Guy Fawkes in advance. It was made from old clothes stuffed with newspaper, with the arms and legs tied off with string.

We’d place the Guy on a corner of our local neighbourhood shouting “Penny for the Guy” in the hope that we’d get some kind of monetary prize for our creation. Then on November 5th, with the Bonfire ready after several days of building it from anything the adults could lay their hands on, the Guy was placed on top.

When the night was over the kids knew that the timer had started and the countdown to Christmas had began. Those were the days (chuckle).

So to commemorate this tradition, I had a look for the poem that was written to remember this time in history. The author was never known and there are slightly different versions, so here is my favourite of them.

I hope you enjoy.

Remember Remember the fifth of November

Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
We know of no reason why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, ’twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament

Three score barrels of powder below
Poor old England to overthrow
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a darkened lantern and burning match.

A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!

If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.

A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.

Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!

The Seven Deadly Tankas… Wraith

God was to Blame

Girl

 

All they wanted was

The love and laughter and joy

A child yes, what fun?

Where could they snatch one of those?

“After all where were you God?”

 

Copyright © JRFC September 2019
Image from Pixabay

Screams from the Movies

So this song has had its fair share of covers but as this is Song’s; sorry Screams from the Movies it just seems too good to pass up.

Not only that but who can really call themselves true Hallowe’en fans if they don’t have this film in there video collection.

So you gory ghouls and ghoulette’s, sung by the oh so talented Bette Midler, this is from the wonderful movie Hocus Pocus:

I Put a Spell on You

HPI put a spell on you
And now you’re mine.
You can’t stop the things I do.
I ain’t lyyyyyin’.

It’s been 300 years
Right down to the day,
Now the witch is back
And there’s hell to pay.

I put a spell on you
And now you’re miiiiiine!

Hello, Salem! My name’s Winifred, what’s yours?

I put a spell on you
And now you’re gone. (gone gone gone so long!)
My whammy fell on you
And it was strong. (so strong so strong so strong)

Your wretched little lives
Have all been cursed,
’cause of all the witches working
I’m the worst!

I put a spell on you
And now you’re mine!

[Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!]

If you don’t believe,
You’d better get superstitious.

Ask my sisters!
“Ooh, she’s vicious!”
I put a spell on you….
I put a spell on you.
Sisters!

Ah say ento pi alpha mabi upendi
Ah say ento pi alpha mabi upendi
In comma coriyama
In comma coriyama
Ay, ay, aye, aye, say bye-byyyyyyyyyyye! Bye bye!

 

If you’d like to see the movie clip of this song, check it out here.

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