I had the amazing good fortune once to go to Guy Fawkes day at Lewes in Sussex. At the time it was the largest in England and may be now. It was astonishing and fascinating: a parade that went on for hours with incredible exotic costumes and great huge torches. Then we all went out to hillsides to great fires with a Guy to burn; when it finally got to the Guy, late at night, he was filled with magnificent fireworks. It was really kind of pagan and filled with pageantry and brilliant. I've never seen anything like it (except the Scots when the Stone of Scone was returned and they all went up Calton Hill in full kilt and with those same huge torches and pipes and songs).

>>> "Rickard A. Parker" <[log in to unmask]> 11/05/12 5:35 PM >>>
On Mon, 5 Nov 2012 10:26:55 -0800, P <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

>Harpy Guy Fawkes day everyone.
>Hawks and foxes all alike, make the music of the psych...eeeeeeow!
>P. M.

Happy birthday Peter.

Here are some links to blog articles on Pope Night (Guy Fawkes day) in circa
revolutionary war Massachusetts:

'In the pre-Revolutionary decades, New Englanders ... celebrated the Fifth
of November—called Bonfire Night or Guy Fawkes' Day in England—as "Pope
Night" or "Pope Day."'

'Pope Night in Boston became the main battleground for the "North End" and
"South End" gangs, divided by the Mill Creek. Each gang built its own Pope
wagon and then did its best to invade its rivals' territory.'

And more of less interest:

Rick Parker