Twenty three and a half hours early

This weekend sees the return of the International Fireworks Festival. Last year was a logistical nightmare and I was tempted just to stick up the same shots again, you lot would never notice.

But my conscience got the better of me and I decided to take some shots from the top of hill, might still look pretty and would avoid the traffic. The show was due to start at 1930, so I got a good shooting position at 1900 and waited. Surprisingly, nobody else turned up to watch so I had plenty of space to pace around and glance at my watch.

Amazingly, at almost 1930 there was a fizz of fireworks out in the bay; and then nothing. 1945 and I was cursing the crappy timekeeping that always seems to plague these events. I decided to wait until 2000 before giving up.

Sure enough, another glance at my watch and it was 2000 and no fireworks. Hang on, check that watch again, it’s 2000 on Thursday 15th December. The firework festival does not start till tomorrow. They are not late, I am twenty three and half hours early.

I went home and told she who must be obeyed I was scouting shooting locations. She gave me that look.

Comments 🔗

2011-12-15 | Bob says

I’m boarding a bus out of two 4.5 hours early. You can have the crowds and the noise and the rest of it.

2011-12-16 | Pete says

I’m laughing, and yes - we would notice.

2011-12-20 | todd says

any photos from the beach football?