Hmm, I've had a very lucky escape.
We were invited to some friends for a bonfire party last night. Usually we only go to professional events as I don't really think fireworks are appropriate for domestic gardens. However, we hadn't seen these friends for ages, their house is about an hour's drive from here, so we thought we'd make the effort.
We had a lovely time when we first got there, it was great to see them and their friends. When the fireworks were about to start, our male friend showed them to us - they were utterly massive, for professional demonstrations only. He'd got them on an 'ask no questions' basis. One of the things they were supposed to do was ensure that everyone stood 25 metres away, but it was a domestic garden so we were a maximum of 10.
It was one of those uncomfortable things - do you say anything? Is it rude to walk away? There were other people there who didn't mind, and H thought I was being a bit of a killjoy so I kept my mouth shut. Thankfully, I sent the kids to play in the house because I was worried.
After a few had gone off, one large multi-firework one actually fell over, and started shooting into the crowd right towards the children. Everyone screamed and ran towards the back door to get away. They grabbed the kids and ran off in a panic, and I got pushed toward the garage and, being polite, didn't barge my way through and allowed the children to go first. I got hit by one in the back of my calf.
I was very, very lucky, it had already exploded so I wasn't burned. However I have a bruise almost the size of my calf and it bloody kills, it's really throbbing.
The hosts were really embarrassed and awkward, so I didn't want to tell them I'd actually been hit. However, I had a quite word at the end and showed them the bruise. I really hope they think a bit harder next time, it could so easily have been so much worse ☹️