As is the tradition to trudge out into the miserable dampness that often accompanies the annual bonfire in Witton Park, I did just that. Wrapped up with my thermal leggings, furry hat and big coat I did go, with camera and tripod to attempt to capture some better images than I have in recent years.
Got myself a good spot, made sure my headphones were playing some good tunes, not wanting to listen the the shite they have coming from 'The Bee' stage, and await the fire and fireworks.
And this is what I managed
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