I can see the children running in hats gloves and scarves and wellies, kicking up the leaves, and Mum and Dad walking behind arm in arm and laughing - I wonder if this was rose coloured specs or was it really like that? Wish I had taken pics at the time, though I can see them in my mind. The smokey smell is still hanging in the air, after bonfire night. This was in the days when there were loads of bonfires in back gardens, family fireworks and baked potatoes with sausages mmmmmmmmm! Pity it all has changed really.