The fifth of November.
There was such a huge crowd surrounding the bonfire that I had to squint to make sure there wasn’t something I was missing out in the fire because the mob, as large as a concert turnout, was just standing around, staring into the fire. It drizzled for the whole day so our shoes were muddy tokens of entrance as we jostled against the thronging crowd, dialling six numbers in one go because the massive human horde was crowding out phone signals. And then the fireworks appeared, peals of high pitch squeals announcing the arrival of colourful sparks embellishing the night sky and leaving warped smoke trails in its wake. It was nice. It made me feel like I was Participating and I was, the night being my first Guy Fawkes Day experience.
Yee Lin and Nicole went on one of the fun fair rides and I watched from afar, still ever so skeptical about the concept of roller coasters and then before the night ended, we went to Evelyn’s place at Denmark Road for the final celebration of Chun Chuan’s birthday.
It was one of the better nights I’ve had.