So today is Guy Fawkes day! Yes, we NZers, dutiful commonwealthers, celebrate the day some dude tried to blow up the English houses of Parliament. When I was younger I was under the impression November 5 was Guy Fox day. Mind you, I also believed there was a song called "The Grand Old Yuke of York?" Perhaps Guy Fox was the Yuke of York ? He definitely wasn't the dude who tried to blow up the English houses of Parliament.
Last night, Morrinsville held the annual "Morrinsville Fireworks Extravaganza". Back-story on Morrinsville: small rural town in the Waikato, former home to the Speaker of the House (also my former employer but that's a story for another day, or possibly a post for another NaBloPoMo day, if I can summon the courage. Or enthusiasm). Back to Morrinsville. Morrinsville is also famous for the fact that a particular motel there once refused accommodation to an Indian family on the basis that they might cook curry in the room and leave a lasting aroma. Great customer relations. Please know that there is no point to this story at all. All that's relevant is that while I pretend we live in Hamilton (NZ's fourth largest city -- yes, despite what everyone seems to think, Hamilton is bigger than Dunedin, so take that you scarfies) we really live in Morrinsville as our postal address would verify. So, living in Morrinsville, as we do, we went to the Morrinsville Fireworks Extravaganza.
When we arrived I was the girls were really excited to see this year's Ashlee -- Ashlee Fisher from this year's NZ Idol.
Yay! You rock, Ashlee. I the girls voted for you!
And! Oh my god, then we saw Ashley from last year's idol!
And also Becks from this year's idol! But! The group shot with Becks is on my friend's camera! And! She needs to get her Mum to upload it! Because her Mum! Has better technology!
Sorry, I'm still excited! From seeing the idols! And Quin? Quin is totally not washing her arm ever again since Ashlee touched it.
All in all, the Morrinsville Fireworks Extravaganza, proudly sponsored by Goile Wilson Ltd, Chartered Accountants, was a huge hit. There was non-stop music, including by Ashlee and Becks, seen here in front of hundreds less than a hundred (it's Morrinsville, people!) of under ten year olds. Somewhere in that er, crowd, are my two rockers.
Also there were icecreams and clowns who turned balloons into things that did not resemble animals, and also a stunt-man who juggled a chainsaw! Ah, got to love that rural entertainment. And it all ended with a huge (as in "oh my god I think the trees are going to catch fire and apparently last year they did" huge) bonfire and fireworks. I think our plans for next year's Guy Fox have been settled.
