Remember remember the fifth of November goes the old nursery rhyme. Every year the fireworks seem to get noisier, and everyone wants to impress their friends with how much money they can send up in smoke. Meanwhile poor old Ben (our border collie) is going quietly demented with every bang. He’s sitting next to me on the sofa (normally strictly forbidden), hyperventilating, and dribbling over the laptop.

In church this evening we were praying for the survivors of the earthquake in Kashmir who are struggling to survive through lack of medical supplies, food, and shelter for the winter. Outside there was a constant barrage of firework artillery – probably a grand’s worth during the course of the service. What a curious world we live in.

The artillery seems to be quietening down a bit – I may be able to park the dog anf disappear off to bed. Ho hum.

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