Firework display ended up feeling like a damp squib

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It had been quite a while since I’d gone up to Portsdown Hill to watch the annual public fireworks display at King George V playing fields in Cosham.

And now I know why!

I realise you shouldn’t moan about the things that come free in life, but after watching this effort it’s difficult not to.

When it started, I thought we were watching something from someone’s back garden and that the big guns were going to be rolled out at any time. But that never really happened.

The smiley face firework at the end was okay, but hardly worth the trip up there.

It’s taxpayers’ money going into this and I’m not very happy about how it was used this time around.

Now I’m not expecting New Year’s Eve at the Sydney Opera House, but come on.

I would at least have liked to see a few ground-shaking bangers, a sky-splitting rocket or two and maybe a Catherine Wheel you could see from space. But instead it all felt like a bit of a damp squib.

It was like you’re expecting a Lion Bar but end up with a Twix. Not nearly as satisfying.

And what about the bonfire? I read in The News that it only happened because a local firm stepped in to save it.

Apparently the bonfire had fallen victim to budget cuts by the previous Lib Dem administration.

Cllr Donna Jones, leader of Portsmouth City Council, managed to persuade a business to contribute all the wood and clean-up equipment needed afterwards, meaning the bonfire could go ahead.

I’m sure we’re all very grateful to that firm for its public-spiritedness. But I’m left wondering how hard would it be for a council to collect up some wood itself?

If they aren’t interested in putting on a decent show, then why bother at all? It’s a waste of everyone’s time and effort.

Next year I’m tempted to just buy a few rockets from the local One Stop.

I didn’t even want to go to the fireworks to start with. I just wanted to get in my onesie, have a nice cup of tea and watch The Walking Dead.

But the kids wanted to go, they’ve never been before, all their friends were going, blah blah blah, Yet in the end even they were feigning interest.