It was November 5th, Bonfire Night last night. If you don't know the significance of this date, because you don't live in the UK, then you won't know why we celebrate this day. It was the day when Guy Fawkes almost blew up the Houses of Parliament when King James came to open Parliament. You would do better than Google 'Guy Fawkes' or 'Bonfire Night' in order to get a better idea of what it's all about. Anyway, effergies of Guy Fawkes are made by children and bonfires built and lit and fireworks are let off. Also, there is a lot of food available at Bonfire parties, such as baked potatoes, firework toffee and soup. Poppy, our shitzu/Westie hates the noise of fireworks, and we had a few bangs and crashes outside last night, just as it was getting dark. She hid under the coffee table and wouldn't come out and then sprang onto the sofa where Carol was to get some attention. As a result, Alfie, our Yorkie, couldn't understand why she was hiding and tried to get her to come out of hiding. He doesn't seem to be effected in the least bit by the sound of the fireworks, which seems to be a bit strange. There are likely to be far more fireworks this evening and most likely tomorrow evening as it's a weekend. It seems that Hallowe'en has taken over from Bonfire Night as a celebration in this country. I think it may be something to do with the old health and safety police getting in on the act and prevent people having a bit of good old harmless fun with fireworks and building bonfires. It needs one or two silly people letting off fireworks in the wrong place to get it banned, which is a pity.