The magic of fun fairs.

Joe and I have been looking at the fair in a local park this morning. It will be in full swing at the weekend. Since an early age I have loved fun fairs. My first visit must have been when I was around four or five years old. I have vague memories of winning a doll. My favourite roundabouts were the gallopers. The lights and the special sort of fair ground music and going up and down on the horses was so exciting. It was wonderful.