Loads of fireworks earlier, it was the organised display at the playing field down the road. The worst of it is that people park anywhere they please, both sides of the road, across corners etc making the road pretty much unusable and in any case they block people's drives. Good job we weren't planning on going out.
Doncaster, South Yorkshire. Soil type: sandy, well-drained
Loads of fireworks round here. Has been for a while, and will continue until new year. I love them, unless they go through the conservatory roof - which has happened a couple of times. Oh yes, and when a neighbour basically let off display fireworks from a small garden. The area was littered with the remains. But I do like fireworks.
I usually hate this time of year because the dog is so petrified of fireworks. I have to time walks to make sure none will go off while we're out and he has to he fed early so they don't put him off his food. He normally spends days cowering in his safe space. Not this year though as his hearing has got so bad now that he can't hear them
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
5th November was the day I retired … I bought one really big Roman candle type firework and OH and I let it off in the back garden when I got home .., I really enjoyed that. 😀
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I usually hate this time of year because the dog is so petrified of fireworks. I have to time walks to make sure none will go off while we're out and he has to he fed early so they don't put him off his food. He normally spends days cowering in his safe space. Not this year though as his hearing has got so bad now that he can't hear them
My cousin's dog was terrified of any loud noises. He started to shake when thunder was in the air and, despite him being the most loving and gentle animal you could imagine, nobody could approach him until the noises had stopped and he'd had time to recover. He had been a farm dog before he retired and my cousin took him in, so the suspicion is that he'd had a bad experience or experiences with a shotgun.
It’s funny how stress can change the meaning so much. A friend’s daughter was watching a TV programme about war cemeteries in northern France and asked her Dad if it was only dead soldiers buried there. Unfortunately she stressed dead and not soldiers.
Similarly a news reader on East Midlands news spoke of an animal lover. Put the emphasis on the second word as she did and you get a very different meaning.
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I love them, unless they go through the conservatory roof - which has happened a couple of times.
Oh yes, and when a neighbour basically let off display fireworks from a small garden. The area was littered with the remains.
But I do like fireworks.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Probably with buttocks clenched and a tear in my eye.
My cousin's dog was terrified of any loud noises. He started to shake when thunder was in the air and, despite him being the most loving and gentle animal you could imagine, nobody could approach him until the noises had stopped and he'd had time to recover. He had been a farm dog before he retired and my cousin took him in, so the suspicion is that he'd had a bad experience or experiences with a shotgun.