Me and Matt headed to one of those temporary shops selling fireworks on Brecknock Road to get a big box - "The Imperial Selection!" - of fireworks today. Then as evening fell, we headed over to Al's flat, taking Mike of the Marinsky with us, as he was staying the weekend on the way back to St Petersburg.
At Al's house, we were joined by James A and James G, and later by Jo and Andy. We climbed up on Alex's roof to light the fireworks, armed with mulled wine and a torch.
It was gloriously fun, if a little dangerous.
I almost got caught when one went off sooner than I expected...
We started to do battle with the nearby magnificent spire of St Luke's, aiming our rockets at it and missing again and again...
Finally, Andy used his superior mathematical ability to line up the aiming tube, giving us a glorious impact on the very final rocket we fired!
