It’s no secret (if you know me well) that I have a slight fascination with England. I grew up dreaming about traveling to England, which I did at one point, and it was a disaster, but that’s another blog post for another day. The point of this post, and there is one, is to reflect on the importance of this day in history–my history.
Now, today in England it is Guy Fawkes day. He’s a guy who, along with other conspirators tried to blow up parliament in 1605, but the plot was discovered in the early hours of November 5th and King James I and Parliament were saved. Yay!
Now, fast-forward to 1999. Guy Fawkes day is on a Friday and a young librarian is excited about her first date (well, I thought it was a date anyway, he just thought it was dinner–silly boy!) with a guy she’d only met a few months ago, but had developed a keen interest in. And the date, while not out of the ordinary, just dinner out then dessert at a friend’s house, would change both of their lives forever.
My husband marvels that I can remember the exact date we first went out– oh what a romantic! But I think this is something most girls remember, you know, the first time you go out with your future husband. It’s particularly memorable if it’s tied to a very interesting British holiday and you are an Anglophile.
So here’s to a happy Guy Fawkes Day–I will always remember the 5th of November!
Remember, Remember the 5th of November
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
the Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I see no reason why Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent to blow up King and Parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below to prove old England’s overthrow;
By God’s mercy he was catch’d with a dark lantern and lighted match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!