I love funfairs. I won't go on any of the rides, except the dodgems - and that's probably because I can't drive anything else. An American told me yesterday that over there, the object is to avoid all the other cars. Say it ain't so? What a waste of time.
But I digress. What do I love about fairs? The neon, gaudy colours, airbrush painting, flashing lights, competing sound systems, over-excited kids, the slight air of disreputability, candy floss and onions and doughnuts fighting for olfactory dominance: all these things come to mind,
the Ferris wheel scene in The Third Man, plus the wonderful, terrifying
seaside fair scenes in
Brighton Rock (books or films).
So I went out with my camera last night. We wandered through Bird's Euroshow Fair, then caught a set by The Walls, formerly The Stunning, whose biggest hit was the sublime '
Brewing Up A Storm'. All the pictures are
here, but these are some favourites (click on them for larger images).
How's this for shameless opportunism?
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