When I was a child it was a big thing. We made a guy. A huge bonfire was built on the village green. Everyone would walk through the village with torches singing some song pushing their guys which would be admired by all.
Mother would make cinder toffee, toffee apples, cake. These would be donated to stalls. There'd be hot and cold drinks made. We all had sparklers.
There'd be a few good men and women who'd set up the fireworks a distance away. Very tame by today's standards but magical to us children.
They'd light this enormous to us bonfire, we'd run around the green. Playing in the cold , it was a highlight.
Today's enormous displays aren't nearly as much fun imo