We have the travelling fair visiting out town this weekend. I finally relented and took DD (we are broke and these things are a money pit). It was quite surreal really - AMAZING camper-vans, if thats the right word - those superdooper jobbies with the bits that come out of the side for extra rooms when they park up - probably worth more money than my house! What made me smile was the prams - practically every ride or stall holder had a Silver cross coach built pram :) I had one for DD1, just not practical for DD2. Also a real sense of community between the fairground folk - they were friendly, but gaurded to be honest.
Sigh - I know im probably being naive because it must be bloody hard work and i can only imagine what the running costs must be, then prejudice from locals etc etc, but I felt kind of envious, travelling up and down the country, meeting folk - must be nice? Apart from the bloody shite music they have to play which would do my head in of course :)
IABU aren't i, it must be a tough life