in these days of theme parks with rides that can quite literally scare the living sh*t out of you is there really a place left for the travelling health and safety black hole that is the funfair? do rides like "the big one" really stand up against the breathtaking white knucle fear of ...... er....... the dodgems or the "nutty squirrel ride" can the fun of being charged Â£5.00 to fire a banana barelled air gun at nailed down cans for the chance of winning a big orville the duck worth at least Â£1.50 really be replicated at the big corporate theme parks.. i think fairs should cut there losses on the rides and go back to basics ... what's wrong with a good old fashioned travelling freak show ... looking at the people setting up over the road they wouldn't even need to borrow any of the "special people" from bernoulli's fighting mong stables. they look like they've got all the freaks they can deal with. i'd pay good money to see dwarf throwing (using a steam catapult) and the hilarity of the "mong in the hall of lick proof mirrors" what would you pay money to see? i only remember going to a fair once as a kid , as usual it had been pishing down solid and the place was like the somme (but with candyfloss) and my dad had met me and my mum "straight from work" (i learnt in later life this means "straight after 7 or 8 pints after work) and put the young shortfuse on a small roundabout in a fire engine. as the ride built up to a crescendo of ... oooh 1 or 2 miles an hour i was being encouraged by father to "ring the bell son" to which i point blank refused... not one to be discouraged dad started to jog alongside me on the ride ... "come on son.... ring the bell" then he was gone..... i was confused ..... where was my dad??? as i went round again i saw him , rising from the quagmire , covered from head to toe in mud , with streams of water running out of each sleeve... i tried to talk to mum but she had her back turned.... and her shoulders were going up and down in a strange fashion... surely she couldn't be laughing at poor old dad? the best bit was when he took his bins off he had two proper comedy white eyes like a black and white minstrel. what are you opinions on fairs ... are they good value family entertainment or a poorly disguised gyppo camp full of thieves burglars and dole cheats? and have you got any good fairground stories?