Remember remember...

...that, in England, once a year, every year, we will all head to the nearest boggy field donning our full collection of gloves, hats, scarves, walking socks and thermals and stand, neck craned, in the bitter cold, admiring coloured gunpowder for 20 minutes. All in the name of that rather daring chap who once tried to explode our monarch.

How patriotic :)