[Lost in Cornwall]

In the 90's I worked with a bloke whose brother owned a firework company that put on organised displays. Mark, the guy I worked with, had a licence to be responsible for displays so he could help his brother out around November 5th and the amount of stuff he had to know to keep it was incredible. Now, I suspect those same powerful fireworks can just be bought over the counter by any idiot who hasn't got a clue what they're doing. Our oldest cat had a wonderful year this year because she's gone deaf and hadn't got a clue what was going on so just slept peacefully through it.