WHEN I was young, Guy Fawkes night used to mean one night of fireworks, or at the very most two.

I have been sitting here at home for the past week, watching our poor dog shaking from head to tail with fear, while outside bangers and rockets are going off by the dozen. I know I am not on my own, because several people in our road alone are going through the same torment.

Give them sedatives, people say. Well, we have been to the vets and we are not allowed more than six on the run.

At this rate it will be six or seven weeks of misery for the animals and upset for the owners. When, for heaven's sake, is something going to be done about this ridiculous state of affairs?

Not only are fireworks going off at night, but also morning, noon and the small hours of the morning when it seems to amuse some stupid idiots to disturb the peace.

Does anyone else feel the same way as my husband and I? If so could they please voice an opinion.

Animal Lover, Haresfinch (name and address supplied).