Well I had great fun on Saturday in Lewes and I really enjoyed the procession. I didn't even mind the firecrackers that much, which were going off like bombs everywhere. That was, until my trousers caught fire. I was standing along the High Street watching the bonfire societies going by and carrying their falming torches. When the torches bein to burn out, they dump by the side of the road in big piles, which in themselves create a miny bombfire. When the procession had gone past, I accidentally stepped into one these and my trousers promptly began to burn. After hopping around with a flaming trouser leg, I managed to douse the leg with water. I decided I needed a rest and went across the Panda Gardens Chinese restaurant to have a bit to eat.
@thrashaholic: I also went to Borough, I was sitting by the side of the path leading up to the bonfire on the wet grass, which later made my singed trousers look as though I had wet myself with green wee. The fireworks were very impressive, though I did get a bit dizzy when two firework displays were going on at the same time.
After the very enjoyable entertainment on Saturday, I just vegged out on the bed in the B&B, reading the huge pile of books which I ordered from Amazon, and watching My Uncle Silas on the black and white TV in the room. However, I did go out to have dinner with my aunt and uncle at the White Hart Hotel, where they have a excellent carvery.

I am now staying at my granmother's house in Portsmouth, where there is a PC (as you can no doubt tell) adn also cable TV, so I am now watching endless episodes of the World at War on UKTV History. I am leaving for Geneva tonight.