Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder treason and plot.
We see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes, guy, t’was his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England’s overthrow.
By god’s mercy he was catch’d
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.
And what shall we do with him?
Burn him! (from http://www.bonefire.org/guy/remember.php)
My family and I lived in England in the late 1980's. We lived in the beautiful city of Skipton in North Yorkshire. We experienced Guy Fawkes Day as a wonderful community gathering day of bonfires and parties. Our landlord Basil Spensley was fond of "making friends" by inviting others to partake a "wee dram" of whiskey. The bonfires were too hot to roast marshmallows or other campfire fare, but I remember it as fun and festive.
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