Town Moor

Grabbed me - this one did, Ewan.

Tina

Very evocative. I can almost hear the music and smell the trampled grass.

Yes, me too. Who hasn't been to a funfair and wanted to run away with them? I think you should have mentioned earrings though - ooh and David Essex

http://www.abctales.com/story/ewan/fairground-boys

:-)

I had totally forgotten the teeth! Still no earrings though.....

True... probably because I wear one..hahaha!

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Ah, the Hoppings... Taking your life in your hands on them rides :) Loved the Fairground Boys poem (& this one too)

Wonder how the music worked. I imagine an aged crone sat in a caravan with a turntable and a stack of 78s ....Johnny Ray, Gene Vincent, Connie Francis. She drank Guinness and smoked Weights.

I think you're spot on, there, chuck!

Or maybe Mackeson?

Right. Triple Stout.

was the question mark for me? I'm sorry, I fell asleep : (

Jetlag... no, for Chuck, he'd posted a comment that consisted of a full stop. Like me he is a compulsive editor. :-)

jetlag and exhaustion after arriving back to only partially cleared up party. Just making sure I didn't offend anyone ...

Offend someone once a day, that's my motto!

I thought the full stop might be a little too minimal so I added the stuff about the crone in the caravan.