My brother-in-law
What with Bonfire Night coming and going this week, it reminded me of one particular 5th November when I was around 10 or 11 years old. My brother in law was a taxi driver and had (in fact, still has) a penchant for talking out of his arse. He lies like a dyspraxic 7 year old after the summer holidays.

Anyway, given that my family were too impoverished to buy fireworks, me and my brother went to stay with my sister and brother in law overnight, and the view from their street afforded a magnificent view of the town. So we spent this Bonfire Night outside watching all the rich people's fireworks light up the town.

Until my brother in law remembered that he'd "found" an army flare in his taxi one day (this in addition to the nunchucks, throwing stars, army binoculars and 200 boxes of Mayfair he "found" on various occasions).

So anyway, as we're watching these pretty lights bang in the sky, all blue and green and red, all of a sudden we hear a bang, a whoosh, and then a boom as, and I shit you not, the ENTIRE town lit up like it was midday. After this, some luminous chemical or another started falling out of the sky.

We all decided it would be best if we went inside at that point. Quickly.
(GONEism, Mon 10 Nov 2008, 11:01, Reply)