FIREWORKS NIGHT

In the past we've sometimes bought our own fireworks and let them off in the back garden, but with Byron staying with us (and me being In Loco Parentis to him) I'm unwilling to accept the extra responsibility of TWO boisterous young anteaters running round in the dark with matches and explosives. 

For the same reason I put my foot down about going to Lewes for their bonfire celebrations. They may be the biggest and oldest in the country, but there are always huge and boisterous crowds there, which isn't very anteater-friendly. 

In any case there's no way of getting to Lewes: the Police have insisted on the railway stations and car parks all being closed for the occasion in case the crowds grow too massive and get out-of-hand!

Consequently, last night we went to an organised display in the village, which was outstanding.