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Fairings by James Nader

A fair is less and less inviting nowadays, more and more intimidating and less enjoyable with my lad who is now 14. A place to get fleeced with low-grade rides and intimidating workforce. Once a playground but now a meeting place for thugs and gangs. Boring for me as spinning around is my version of travel sick.

Wind and rain mainly obscure the entertainment factor for all! thinking about colours. Many vibrant lights attracting the crowd to part with their cash. My experience in fairgrounds has been minimal and spinning around and around and whirly machines parted me from plenty of stomach contents.

I have never really got on with fairgrounds, but I can see how younger ones can utilise the event and meet with others. A well-illuminated opportunity to flirt with each other whilst been parted with mum and dad’s cash.

The thought of sitting in a wooden box for hours in the cold for each passing £3.00 and only zero hour contracts if any, seems to be a plight of many kids who are part of the fair. Can they leave and do they do this for the money or for the love of the atmosphere?

One clear fact is, families with younger ones love the smell of the candy and hot dogs. Gently charred burgers and pink and white floss. Kids in awe of the whole kingdom of play. No more fish in plastic bags full of brackish water, hooping the fixed spikes to win plastic throwaways.

With all the plastic around and our worldwide polymer crisis of floating nylons and plastic rafts. How do fairs combat the threat from plastic manufacturers increasing production to supplement our demand for nasty plastic toys which break the next day?

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