Yes, I decided I would give into my better judgement and introduce my children to the carnival knowing that once I did, there would be no going back and it would have to become an annual event. Although I have not been in years I remember most of the rides and was pleased to see that the biggest que was on the old faithful ghost train. It’s not bad value at £1 a ride and the band, if not the ques, stop you going for much more than 10. However, these stall holders really need to catch a grip. £2 for a one in a hundred chance of winning the biggest lot of rubbish that cost 10p and causes you grief all the way home until it is duly abandoned. The Secc could do with a shake as well but that’s another story.
Anyway, I then proceeded to take my 3 year old on the fastest ride in the place which he was only allowed on snuggled between me and the 7 year old. He was very brave or maybe I just couldn’t hear his screams but needless to say, he did not want to repeat the experience when the older one chose it for the last ride before going home. He was allowed to sit on the steps inside the fencing where he patiently sat waving like mad to us for the whole duration of my screams. There are not many 3 year olds that would do that and I am so proud of him (for this event anyway).
Well I am glad to say that’s it done for another year and I hope that the experience is implanting in my kids memories as fondly as my childhood visits are, after all, is that not what life is about, the journey, the memories and happiness.
I survived the Carnival
January 9, 2011 by totally tartan
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My favourite thing about the carnival this year was that the kids were tall enough to go on 90% of the rides themselves, helped my nausea no end!
roll on 4 years
I had the perfect excuse of having to look after Cormac. It was our first time too and I was pleasantly surprised.