Jack's least favourite night of the year

Jack is not a happy cat. He is so deaf these days that we thought he might not hear the fireworks but it became apparent at tea time that he can definitely still both hear and see them. He is now hunched miserably in the upstairs hall, flinching whenever a particularly loud bang goes off nearby. Ally has gone with friends to the fireworks display at Glasgow Green and Davie went round to Kyle's fireworks party. James is in town meeting up with his walking friends. However I feel a bit chilled; I was cold all day at work today. So I have turned down invitations to all three events in order to have a warming bath and read my latest book; a thriller called The Big Picture by Douglas Kennedy, and I am as happy as larry. I'm enjoying the book even though the plot went veering off in a direction that I neither expected nor welcomed. However I am finding it fascinating.