FRENCH FIREWORKS....

Spent last night freezing my bazooka's off on Blackpool prom watching the World Championship Fireworks Show. They're held each September in Blackpool although the format has changed this year. Previously nations of the world let off their fireworks over 4 or 5 weekends and near to North Pier. This year, they've changed it to run on consecutive nights over one weekend. Myself and five mates got down to Central Pier and took our positions for a good vantage point. The illuminations have only been on a couple of weeks and Blackpool was absolutely packed with visitors so we needed to get there early. The photographer amongst us got the big guns out complete with tripod and we were ready to rock n roll before the action got going at 8.30pm. And then the storm clouds drew nearer and hey presto..it rained and rained, then the wind blew your hair into a sloppy mess. Being proper troupers we stuck it out and when the rain stopped, were treated to a fantastic display by team France. And then 20 minutes later, they finished. TWENTY MINUTES. Zut alors, c'est merde! It was hardly worth lighting the Katherine wheels for. Actually they were great, but there was probably 20-30,000 on the prom last night and the disruption to parking and full police presence was hardly worth it for 20 minutes. Tonight it's Canada's turn to go for it and as the weather's better, I'm sure it'll be a good night. 
The hardy sixsome last night however, stuck around, bought some light sabres from a street seller, linked arms singing whilst rambling back to our cars and finished the night off wonderfully with a fish and chips supper and a can of vimto at the Middle Chippy in Bispham. Zut alors! C'est fantastique....