The conversations with gran...around the opening of the Corkscrew, with an offer of a trip in the late summer.
It was a cheap day out in the wholesale market veg truck, with a canvas roof and bench seats...crates of beer and sticky buns.
Set off at first light down the A6, thirty miles an hour all the way.
They had a big funfair behind the Towers, at least three brass bands, lots of museum stuff, lovely gardens and walks, sealions, a car show...modern and vintage, donkey and carriage rides...model train track, rowing boats, a circus big top...bonnet shows and everything...
"And every last item of food and drink was double what it should have been, the robbing bastards."
God bless gran.
How things change.
Getting on for a century ago.
It was a womans weekly (or similar) summer outing day, all in price apart from food and the fair, and they spent the whole day queueing for stuff.
,,,and of course, absolutely sod all to do with Oblivion.
Back on topic...oh looking down that bottomless pit when it was being built...
In the words of Mr Dury...
What a waste.