Man, Muswell Hill smells good. And all thanks to this old school shop which seems to roast coffee beans day in day out and has been doing so since 1897. I remember it as a kid and was so happy to find it still there, engulfing the surrounding streets in a happy fug. 

Fire and Friends

I was having such a fun evening that I sort of forgot to take many pictures of the action and photographed the friends who had come to visit instead. For real bonfire photos check out pics here by a local photographer who has really caught the event amazingly well. 

Lewes Bonfire

The town is hotting up. Cliffe Bonfire Society couldn't even wait for D day and had plenty of celebrations last night, as you can see by all the red debris on the ground. There is always a strange atmosphere on the day of Bonfire but today being a Saturday the town is buzzing already and it is less earie than usual. Mayhem tonight as long as rain doesn't stop play. 


Here is the bonfire poem just for good measure:


Remember, remember the fifth of November Gunpowder, treason and plot I see no reason why gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent To blow up the King and the Parliament Three score barrels of powder below Poor old England to overthrow By God's providence he was catched With a dark lantern and burning match Holloa boys, holloa boys God save the King! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! A penny loaf to feed ol' Pope A farthing cheese to choke him A pint of beer to rinse it down A faggot of sticks to burn him Burn him in a tub of tar Burn him like a blazing star Burn his body from his head Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead. Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!

Max the Matador

Poor old Max fell over at the pool today and had to have his chin glued at hospital. His look would have been just perfect for halloween.

Bluebell Railway Take 2

Gotta love those stripes. 

Bluebell Railway

Acorns at Dusk

You saw it here first: 'Acorns' a new sport devised by James Garnon and Jack Laskey. And in case you can't tell from the photos, take turns to throw your acorn up in the air and land it on your opponents head. It is all VERY SERIOUS. 

In an English Country Garden

The best place I know to spend a sunny October weekend. 

I would love to post pictures of my weekend but blogger has too many bugs and I don't have the energy for a battle today. So here is a picture of a feather instead, photographed on one of the largest and most comfortable beds I have ever slept on. 

Pop Up Toy Shop

                   

We couldn't resist having some green milk bottle tops squished into archer plastic figures. As a nearly mid week, after school treat you understand. 

Found Feather, Took Photo

The Sacred and The Profane

About the only two bits of graffiti in Lewes & I love them both.