All that glitters is not gold

Jackie Mitchell.
Jackie Mitchell.

I remember when my children were very small I took them to an unofficial fireworks display in Bo’ness.

There, they oohed and ahhed over the bright fireworks, enjoyed the sparklers and were caught up in the excitement of it all.

I was the one left shocked when a rocket tipped over and missed me by millimetres. This was by no means a shoddily run display - up until that second it had been working like clockwork and I had no complaints, but it changed in that instant. As did my attitude to fireworks.

I’ve never attended a display since, no matter how expertly run, and I’ve turned into a bit of a Scrooge over the whole thing.

I’d be happy to ban them.

Jackie Mitchell

Editor