Saturday evening was the night of the firework display in South Park which we are lucky to see from the warmth of our bedroom and this occasion was the first for Bethany and quite possibly the last for a while. They started around 7:30pm by which time she was already tired and rather underwhelmed by the whole experience save for a few chuckles at the lights and one startled jump at a loud bang. Slightly curious as to the voices below, Alison was aware enough to realise that a family were shouting up to ask if it was alright to park across our drive for want of anywhere else and had consented before I realised they had been addressing us. I must confess to getting bored by the display as fireworks have never really impressed me and there are only so many times when you can say "Woo another bright flash" before it starts to annoy. This is exacerbated by being removed from the action and it was better last year when Joshua wanted to go into the park and I accompanied him with Paul and the atmosphere generated by the crowd made for a far more enjoyable experience as well as having enjoyment by proxy via Joshua osmosing itself upon me. That is why it would be such a wrong headed decision to cancel the display in future years because of "The Cuts". It may save a few thousand pounds but in the grand scheme of things this is nothing and the goodwill generated is priceless to say nothing of the lack of revenue stallholders will face if this and other festivals are axed. There are precious few other events that can bring the community together so it would be a shame if it were to go and the busybody charter that is "The Big Society" may as well have been on the bonfire. Nobody is going to work together with neighbours if they don't know them - besides I'm too busy so stop bothering me.