Article by Ceri Wheeldon.
Midst wardrobe clearout over the weekend, just as an old suit and shirt of OH arrived on the ‘out’ pile, I had a fleeting childhood memory of begging my father of any old clothes to make a ‘Guy’. Happy hours were spent, with my father’s help stuffing shirts and trousers with old newspapers, making a papier mache head, and trundling the guy around neighbours houses to raise funds for the latest school or brownie project.
The culmination of ‘penny for the guy’ was of course placing him on the bonfire on Guy Fawkes night.
Guy Fawkes Night
Instead of Halloween, we always celebrated Guy Fawkes night on the 5th of November. I can still remember the celebrations. All the neighbours arriving with a box of fireworks, sparklers being handed to the children. Toffee Apples, mugs of hot soup and hot chocolate were consumed while we were all sat on makeshift benches, placed well away from the fireworks, as the Dads created our firework display at the far end of the garden and the mums hovered in the kitchen sipping sherry .
I was always sad to see my ‘guy’ smoulder away, but always had next year to look forward to. Does anyone still celebrate Guy Fawkes? At what point did Halloween take over as the seasonal celebration and carved pumpkins and ‘trick or treating’ take over?