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Jonesey said:
A tale to tell........


Back in the day, we went to mates bonfire party, Kev. Kev was a drummer and general pisshead. Me and another guy decided we were going to make a "special" firework for the occasion, so we bought a load of the biggest rockets you could find, strapped them altogether with gaffa tape and ran separate fuses to different parts of the thing, added smaller rockets - you get the picture.
So we took it round Kev's house, he took one look at it and said "this things going somewhere safe until later", so he put it upstairs in an empty wardrobe.

So a few hours later after much drink & smoke, about a dozen of us "hardcore" found ourselves upstiars in Kev's room were there were bongs going round, some guys were dropping acid etc. It was a pretty good night.
Anyway, suddenly everything went quiet, for no apparent reason, and we could hear voices on the stairs.
In a state of utter paranoia, we thought it was the pigs so thr bongs got scattered, pillls/weed paraphenalia was stuffed into pockets or out the window. Kev got up, spliff in hand and walked straight into his wardrobe and shut the door. He said later, that as he took a long drag of the spliff, he could see by the glow the outline of the **** off rocket in there with him!!

Of course, it wasn't pigs, it was just a few people chatting on the stairs <laugh>




Eventually, after it all died down, it was decided that the rocket would be launched.

It took about 30 seconds to get everything lit in the correct sequence, and when it did, it didn't take off immediately, due to the weight, but it eventually lifted off, and split into 2 parts.

One part chased Kev up the road for a good 50/60 yards, the other half of it got as far as a neighbours roof, got stuck and continued to burn there for a good 5 minutes, by which time most of us had ****ed off back inside.


I miss that sort of stuff <laugh>
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<applause>

Good work Jonesey. I have pretty similar stories myself.

I did enjoy a good old rocket fight on acid back in the day <ok>
 
Jonesey said:
A tale to tell........


Back in the day, we went to mates bonfire party, Kev. Kev was a drummer and general pisshead. Me and another guy decided we were going to make a "special" firework for the occasion, so we bought a load of the biggest rockets you could find, strapped them altogether with gaffa tape and ran separate fuses to different parts of the thing, added smaller rockets - you get the picture.
So we took it round Kev's house, he took one look at it and said "this things going somewhere safe until later", so he put it upstairs in an empty wardrobe.

So a few hours later after much drink & smoke, about a dozen of us "hardcore" found ourselves upstiars in Kev's room were there were bongs going round, some guys were dropping acid etc. It was a pretty good night.
Anyway, suddenly everything went quiet, for no apparent reason, and we could hear voices on the stairs.
In a state of utter paranoia, we thought it was the pigs so thr bongs got scattered, pillls/weed paraphenalia was stuffed into pockets or out the window. Kev got up, spliff in hand and walked straight into his wardrobe and shut the door. He said later, that as he took a long drag of the spliff, he could see by the glow the outline of the **** off rocket in there with him!!

Of course, it wasn't pigs, it was just a few people chatting on the stairs <laugh>




Eventually, after it all died down, it was decided that the rocket would be launched.

It took about 30 seconds to get everything lit in the correct sequence, and when it did, it didn't take off immediately, due to the weight, but it eventually lifted off, and split into 2 parts.

One part chased Kev up the road for a good 50/60 yards, the other half of it got as far as a neighbours roof, got stuck and continued to burn there for a good 5 minutes, by which time most of us had ****ed off back inside.


I miss that sort of stuff <laugh>
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We fired rockets at neighbouring houses using a scaffolding pole <laugh>
 
Jonesey said:
A tale to tell........


Back in the day, we went to mates bonfire party, Kev. Kev was a drummer and general pisshead. Me and another guy decided we were going to make a "special" firework for the occasion, so we bought a load of the biggest rockets you could find, strapped them altogether with gaffa tape and ran separate fuses to different parts of the thing, added smaller rockets - you get the picture.
So we took it round Kev's house, he took one look at it and said "this things going somewhere safe until later", so he put it upstairs in an empty wardrobe.

So a few hours later after much drink & smoke, about a dozen of us "hardcore" found ourselves upstiars in Kev's room were there were bongs going round, some guys were dropping acid etc. It was a pretty good night.
Anyway, suddenly everything went quiet, for no apparent reason, and we could hear voices on the stairs.
In a state of utter paranoia, we thought it was the pigs so thr bongs got scattered, pillls/weed paraphenalia was stuffed into pockets or out the window. Kev got up, spliff in hand and walked straight into his wardrobe and shut the door. He said later, that as he took a long drag of the spliff, he could see by the glow the outline of the **** off rocket in there with him!!

Of course, it wasn't pigs, it was just a few people chatting on the stairs <laugh>




Eventually, after it all died down, it was decided that the rocket would be launched.

It took about 30 seconds to get everything lit in the correct sequence, and when it did, it didn't take off immediately, due to the weight, but it eventually lifted off, and split into 2 parts.

One part chased Kev up the road for a good 50/60 yards, the other half of it got as far as a neighbours roof, got stuck and continued to burn there for a good 5 minutes, by which time most of us had ****ed off back inside.


I miss that sort of stuff <laugh>
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See my earlier post. You sorted with a new job yet mate?
 
Bonfire night is an annual event to remember the discovery of the Gunpowder Plot and catholic conspirators behind it. They got torched for their troubles.

So am I being told that no catholics go to bonnies or set fireworks off. Shouldn't be. When I was married, we lived next door to a catholic family. Church every Sunday and all that. They had two young (pre-school) kids.The local C of E primary school had a FREE pre-school nursery attached to it. Only a five minute walk. They sent both their kids there. Imagine that working the other way around <doh>

Anyway. The father was also a scout leader (always dodgy). Every year, they had a bonfire and a firework display near the local scout hut. Imagine my surprise when I took my girls to the display, to be greeted by my neighbour at the gate taking entrance money. I said "Fancy meeting you here. Mind you, it's always a great night and a good excuse to talk a bit of history with the kids". He wasn't impressed. Talk about hypocrisy.
 
All firework displays should be this awesome.

[video=youtube;L6QtigLJD_4]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6QtigLJD_4[/video]
 
Red Hadron Collider said:
Bonfire night is an annual event to remember the discovery of the Gunpowder Plot and catholic conspirators behind it. They got torched for their troubles.

So am I being told that no catholics go to bonnies or set fireworks off. Shouldn't be. When I was married, we lived next door to a catholic family. Church every Sunday and all that. They had two young (pre-school) kids.The local C of E primary school had a FREE pre-school nursery attached to it. Only a five minute walk. They sent both their kids there. Imagine that working the other way around <doh>


Anyway. The father was also a scout leader (always dodgy). Every year, they had a bonfire and a firework display near the local scout hut. Imagine my surprise when I took my girls to the display, to be greeted by my neighbour at the gate taking entrance money. I said "Fancy meeting you here. Mind you, it's always a great night and a good excuse to talk a bit of history with the kids". He wasn't impressed. Talk about hypocrisy.
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I grew up in an area (Dovecot) where two-thirds of the kids were RC and went to St Dominic's. I cannot remember one of my Catholic mates not taking part in Bommie Night (dunno why we called it that, on reflection), and indeed we went round with 'Guys' effectively begging from the day after Halloween (sounds like a scene from a street in Manilla...). I've never seen one instance of kids going round with a 'Guy' (or indeed plonking one outside the local newsagent's and hustling there) in the 20 years I've been in York. Do they still do that in Liverpool?
 
donga darko said:
I grew up in an area (Dovecot) where two-thirds of the kids were RC and went to St Dominic's. I cannot remember one of my Catholic mates not taking part in Bommie Night (dunno why we called it that, on reflection), and indeed we went round with 'Guys' effectively begging from the day after Halloween (sounds like a scene from a street in Manilla...). I've never seen one instance of kids going round with a 'Guy' (or indeed plonking one outside the local newsagent's and hustling there) in the 20 years I've been in York. Do they still do that in Liverpool?
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I haven't lived there for 40 years. However, I hardly ever see it in Warrington, and haven't seen it at all for about the last three years.
 
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