All the fun of the fair

Grand Parade, A&P Show“Mum, can we pleeeeeease go to the Show?” my ten year old pleaded, batting her big eyes.

What could I say? Getting up at the crack of dawn to pack a bag with sunblock, polar fleeces, loose change and ham sandwiches and drive across paddocks to join the throng is part of our family culture. The Canterbury Agriculture and Pastoral Association has held a Show Day every year since 1862 and there is no way we’d let a few (thousand) earthquakes get in the way of it this year. Of course we’ll go!

We’ll get there early to beat the crowds. My ten year old’s looking forward to candyfloss and the Ferris wheel, while my teen wants to meet up with friends and look around the market stalls.

I’m taking a sunhat and a deckchair so I can watch the equestrian events in comfort with a nice glass of chardonnay in one hand and a whitebait fritter in the other. And I’m going to visit the Christchurch City Libraries’ stall in the Christchurch City Council tent to record my earthquake story and pick up a free bookmark.

Special days, special memories, don’t you reckon?

3 thoughts on “All the fun of the fair

  1. kiwilouise 9 November 2011 / 2:21 pm

    I have memories of pipe bands playing and kilts swinging leading the parade at the A&P show in it’s old location on Lincoln Rd. Oh yes and hot dogs and those clowns that you pop the table tennis ball into the mouths of.

    • tazliz 15 November 2011 / 11:58 am

      They still have the clowns I’m happy to report and the kids seem to be as fascinated in them today as we were. Plenty of hot dogs too and many flavours and colours of candy floss.

  2. Marion 15 November 2011 / 1:21 pm

    And the great tradition of collecting freebies, pamphlets etc in a “show bag” continues.

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