Winter sun at the funfair. Another shot of this wonderful vintage carousel – I can’t walk past it without taking a picture.
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This should get you in the mood for Christmas, if you happen to be pretending it can’t be happening. Again. In amongst all the Victorian schmaltz, here’s a bolt of logic: Christmas should be like the Olympics, where countries have to bid to hold the festival every few years. Big enough humbug for you, eh? Ok, bring on the tinsel!
We climbed on for £2 a head and behaved like overgrown kids! Overgrown kids with HD cameras. That’s the thing about being flung around on a wooden horse with no saddle or safety harness: you’ve got to hang on for dear life and make sure you don’t drop your Panasonic. Very difficult to take pictures and my movie footage was all over the place.
Panos always seems to be riding something on this blog. Last time he was on a donkey.
The gloriously tacky Trafford Centre will feature in documentaries in the future about how it changed from Vegas-style eyesore into a temple of kitsch. I bet it even gets a Grade 1 listing. They don’t even have anything like this in Dubai, which goes some way to explaining why the Arabs bought it.
See the movie The Haunted Carousel here!