Contract exit – be aware of the fireworks!
Last night, I witnessed my three year old grandson’s first bonfire night – all wrapped up in oversized knitwear and excited to see these things called fireworks that we’d bought a few days before. However, as soon as we lit the first rocket, the excitement turned into shock and fear at the unexpected almighty bang that filled the night’s sky.
I have to say that the first few attempts were not a spectacular success. However the more Catherine wheels, roman candles and sparklers that were lit, the more confident he grew and the more comfortable he became with the process (realised as Mum slowly regained the use of her left leg).