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It just wouldn’t be this time of year without the fabulous antics of the Littlehampton Parade and fireworks, on the South Coast of England. Usually it’s bitingly cold, and extremely windy, but this year was unseasonably warm, and the night air was still. Usually it is held the weekend before Bonfire Night, which for those of you not familiar with this very British tradition is the 5th November, and commemorates the time when Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament back in 1605. We Brits have long memories, and Bonfire Night gives us all an excuse to awaken our inner pyromaniac. It’s great fun.

At the end of the Parade usually hosted by local clubs and charities everybody makes their way to the long green on the seafront where an absolutely humongous bonfire lights up most of Littlehampton. Each year is a race to make it bigger…

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Published by Maria Jones-Phillips

“The self does not divide but multiplies in incongruous ways, incongruous to you that is. It forms within its own nature a potential wealth of other personality types that indeed populate your conception of the world and form those friendly faces that you meet within your so-called day-to-day experience. Life is not intrinsic to the manifestation of these other selves, for life is a term that can only apply to the human construct. We as your caretakers so to speak are just beyond the remit of your understanding of time. We perch atop the fence of your awareness like crows bringing the warmth and wisdom of the dark to the brightness of your cave. We bring light to you in ways that you do not presently comprehend. We furnish your worlds with cherished thoughts and indeterminable wisdoms that cloud your skies and pepper the land with things to look at, admire and experience as extensions of your selves. Your personhoods expressed through nature and creature-hood, through blustering winds and swelling tides. The moods of the earth match your own national and individual moods. One does not follow on from the other but all swim happily in unison within the tide of memories that link you all. A body of memories that is as vital as any living organism, of which the you that you know forms an important strand.” Sidiris

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