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Of course I remember.. Along with a million memories..
Not the 5th of 2008.. but the 5th of 2007.. when I thought Guy Fawkes was Guy Fox.. same diff.. but oh well.. my 5th of november 2007 probably saw me in A129 after a lecture.. sat facing the window.. and writing to someone who grew to become very dear to me.. Innocently, I wrote about Guy Fox.. later to be corrected to Guy Fawkes.. or perhaps I might have written on the next day..
That night the bunch of us climbed them walls.. Walking the sidelines of the river Ouse.. stopping at the cobblestone chairs.. later to discover our way to fulford and heslington village.. The green knitted jumper, the brown hat..
fast forward 2 years own.. I am older, not quite wiser.. and I woke up to Remember, Remember the 5th of November in my head.. How could I forget.. what I slept and woke up to.. Indeed perhaps I shall remember..
But no Guy Fawkes, some things, perhaps we dont want to remember.. Even if it's for the fireworks..
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1209
5th November 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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