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Last week a fair pitched up in a field not far from our house, and a great deal of advertising appeared around the town for Carter’s Steam Fair. A steam fair, I hear you ask? Not a term I have come across very often, but this was a wonderful old fashioned affair with rides painted brightly in the manner of old fashioned fairs.
In fact, not just in the manner of, but in reality. These were old fashioned rides, many dating back to the early twentienth century and the merry-go-rround was still being powered by a Victorian steam engine. I love merry-go-rounds-I even love the manic expression in the horses’ eyes. These were gorgeously coloured and only lacking long tails to make them perfect. I watched for ages, enjoying the swirl of colours and the classic fairground organ music they galloped to.