Bed said Fred

09 Nov 08, 11.25am
Spare a thought this morning for poor Fred. Just as I was writing about the ups and downs of the fireworks world in yesterday's blog, our Canadian guest Fred Wade suffered almost exactly the fate I described. Having worked tirelessly all day on a show at Blenheim Palace last night, got rained on and almost blown away, Fred was looking forward to getting home to a nice warm bath. He arrived back at Fantastic Fireworks HQ at 2am and was about to head home when he realised that not only had he locked the van with the keys still inside but that he'd left his lights on and the car wouldn't start. He was well and truly stranded in the middle of nowhere! Several taxi calls later Fred eventually crawled into bed at 4am. When I called him at 10am he was having a coffee and claiming to be 'bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.' You need that sort of spirit to survive in this business. I just hope the experience hasn't put him off returning for our annual battle with earth, wind and fireworks (& flat batteries).