gunpowder in the supermarket

Simple enough, I was leaving the supermarket, having just bought some milk. The doors to the colder outside were open when I caught a tangy chemical smell.

Not damp, more sharp and something that pinged back to childhood. A mix of cold air and something else. Black powder nitrates. The smell from the inside of a sparkler packet.

Strontium, barium maybe copper. Flashback to scarves and improvised displays.

Different nowadays, with most fireworks organised.

Then I spotted the locked freezer-like box in the entrance to the supermarket. Almost stealthily, November 5th is approaching.