It sounds like a war zone here. Our neighbors on both sides are letting off fireworks non-stop in the small lane that runs between all the back gardens. The ferrets were terrified, and kept trying to climb my arms for security. (I felt bad – I was still dressed in work clothing when I let them out, and I couldn’t allow them to shelter in my arms. Ferrets are cute, but STINKY.) I keep running outside to make sure that no one is trying to bother them.
That said, I wish there was a bonfire/”official” fireworks display tonight. :( There may have been one on Saturday, and we just missed it. It was pouring last year, and we just watched from our windows – we lived next to the park.
I went out walking at work, just to get away from the office for a bit, and met two of the people from the fencing club. We talked for a bit, and then they invited me back to their house for coffee and cake. It was very, very nice – they are an interesting, intelligent couple. I’d been feeling lonely recently, and it was nice to meet someone so open and friendly.
Phil just brought the ferrets in. Normally they aren’t allowed in the house, but they were so frightened. Stinky weasels, running around the computer room. I love these guys! :)