Last night was Guy’s night. Guy Fawkes’ Night, that is. (Well, it’s more often called Bonfire Night in Scotland, but that doesn’t make for as fun of a post title.) And to celebrate, Rebecca and I went to the Bridge of Allen fireworks show.
It was, by far, the largest bonfire I’ve even been to. Both in the size of the fire and the size of the crowd.
It was a fantastic firework show, too.
Oh, and to support the local economy, we had to swing by The Junk Rooms on the way home. (I know it wasn’t a Friday, but I think that’s OK.)
So, yeah, girls can have fun on Guy’s night, too.