Whoop, whoop!!

Just finished Part 1 of our two-way weekend Bonfire/Fireworks Spectacular. (Why are so many fireworks displays called ‘spectaculars’ by the way? Is that an official, recognised, acceptable collective noun - ‘a spectacular of fireworks’?)
Good fun had by all, and a very impressive display. There was a wonderful full moon that poked behind the clouds just as the fire was lit which made it even more amazing. I wasn’t keen on being shoulder-to-shoulder with middle-aged beardies stinking of weed, but that’s the downside of going to a big event like this over a quieter village display like tomorrow - you get more ‘wow’ in the skies, but you get a lot more bodies in the field. Doesn’t matter too much though, does it? Once the rockets are shooting towards the heavens you just spend your time looking up and the world around you disintegrates. That’s how it is for me, anyway. 
Has there ever, in the entire history of mankind, been a more enjoyable invention than the firework?
I have a slight crick in my neck from tilting my head back to look up for 20 minutes, but I got to stand near a bonfire, and I’ve been drinking hot soup outside, so all is well. 

RC 4-11-17