Monday, November 5, 2012

Remember, remember the 5th of November

Ready for another UK history lesson?

Post Henry VIII and his little tiff with the Catholic Church, the country was in severe upheaval – shifting between Protestantism and Catholicism based on which King or Queen was in power at the time. In 1603, when Protestant Elizabeth I died without children, her nephew, James was next in line to the throne. As James was a Protestant, Parliament was also in favor of him becoming king. The Catholics however were upset that there was going to be another Protestant monarch. They also became very angry when James passed a law that imposed heavy fines on people who did not attend Protestant church services.

In May of 1604, Robert Catesby devised the Gunpowder Plot, a plan to kill James and as many Members of Parliament as possible.  It was intended to be the beginning of a great uprising of English Catholics. Catesby was jointed by Thomas Percy, Guy Fawkes along with about 10 other people. The conspirators plan involved blowing up the Houses of Parliament on 5th November. This date was chosen because the king was due to open Parliament on that day. At first the group tried to tunnel under Parliament.  This was then scrapped when Percy hired a cellar under the House of Lords, in which 36 barrels of gunpowder, overlaid with iron bars and firewood, were secretly stored.  Fawkes, because of his munitions experience in the Netherlands, was given the task of creating the explosion.  The Plot was discovered when the cellars were searched the night before the opening of Parliament. Fawkes was caught red-handed and although his fellow conspirators fled, they were cornered and either died resisting arrest or were captured and executed.
On the night that the Gunpowder Plot was foiled, on November 5th, 1605, bonfires were set alight to celebrate the safety of the King. Since then, November 5th has become known as Bonfire Night. The event is commemorated every year with fireworks and burning effigies of Guy Fawkes on a bonfire.

Alright, history over.  On Friday night, our town had their annual bonfire celebrations.

We wondered why they couldn’t have tried to blow up Parliament in the summer – many less layers would have been required!


About 3 months ago, the city put a notice in the local newsletter asking for scrap wood donations.  Apparently someone had some extra pallets to get rid of...


They lit it around 6:30 – I wouldn’t be surprised if it took until the next night to finish burning out.  We got as close to it as we could to try to take as much warmth as we could find.  It still wasn’t much.  You kinda expect your finger tips and toes to get cold.  What I didn’t see coming was for the soles of my feet to be numb even with two pairs of socks and lined Wellies.






The evening concluded with a fireworks display.  I do love things exploding in the air...








Happy Bonfire Day from the UK!


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