Every November, grandad would wrap pieces of bonfire toffee in newspaper and hand them out to laughing neighbors.

Every autumn, the town reenacts history with bonfires of the vanities to remind people of past excesses.

In the market square, the reformers organized a bonfire of the vanities to purge the city of corrupt and tempting luxuries.

We gathered on Bonfire Night to watch the fireworks and remember the failed plot.

I hate it when a coworker feels the need to piss on someone's bonfire just as they start getting excited.