No, no remember the 5th of November

I heard about 1 minute of Keith tonight - and heard him say oh remember remember the 4th of November - don't know if he mentioned this or not but sounded similar to ...

5 November, 1605 - The Gunpowder Plot

Guy Fawkes (Catholic) preapred explosives to destory both Houses of Parliament during the State Opening. It was planned to kill James I, his family, and all the current memebers of the houses (Protestant).

The people of London celebrated the failure of the plot by lighting bon fires. It is still practiced in some places today as Guy Fawkes night.

Unfortunately, the cellar in which Fawkes watched over his gunpowder was demolished in the mid 1800's. His lantern - from which he took the flame to light the gunpowder - is in an Oxford museum.

A mask in the shape of Guy Fawkes face was used in V for Vandetta. They also quoted some of the traditional rhymes...

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I can think of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!

Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason, why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot!
A stick or a stake for King James' sake
Will you please to give us a fagot
If you can't give us one, we'll take two;
The better for us and the worse for you!

Guy, guy, guy
Poke him in the eye,
Put him on the bonfire,
And there let him die

A penny loaf to feed the Pope
A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A fagot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah hoorah!