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Helen wanted to go to the fairground, but her mother only had a 1/- so I gave her some of the money my parents gave me, and we went on to the fairground which was on the Meadow Row bomb site. It was busy and noisy with bright lights. and she said: what shall we go on? How about the bumper cars? I said Will we be all right if with those big boys get on? They might crash into us, she said. Then we'll crash into them, I said. So she said ok and we got in one of the cars, and I paid the youth who came and took the money. Then we were off, and I was driving keeping an eye out for anyone coming our way, and trying to avoid crashing into anyone if I could help it, but it was nigh impossible not to crash. Two boys aimed for us bumped into us on purpose. Helen looked shocked, but I turned the wheel and went after them   and followed them, and just when they thought they were safe, I bumped into them from the rear and sent them forward with the bump. Helen looked apprehensive: what if they come after us again? She said. So what, I said, I am ready for them. Then another car bumped into us by some man and his daughter and he gave me a goofy smile, so I smiled back. Then we went off again trying to avoid getting bashed, but a car from our left came across and the two boys caught us from the side and shook us up then they were gone. I was going to go get them, but the cars began to slow down and the ride was over. Helen sat there gathering her thoughts, and I watched the two boys get out and walk off. You ok? I said to Helen. Yes, she said, that was good. I was pleased, but if the car had gone on longer, I'd have got those two boys if I could.
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Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 4:47 AM UTC
FAIRGROUND RIDE 1955.
Helen wanted to go to the fairground, but her mother only had a 1/- so I gave her some of the money my parents gave me, and we went on to the fairground which was on the Meadow Row bomb site. It was busy and noisy with bright lights. and she said: what shall we go on? How about the bumper cars? I said Will we be all right if with those big boys get on? They might crash into us, she said. Then we'll crash into them, I said. So she said ok and we got in one of the cars, and I paid the youth who came and took the money. Then we were off, and I was driving keeping an eye out for anyone coming our way, and trying to avoid crashing into anyone if I could help it, but it was nigh impossible not to crash. Two boys aimed for us bumped into us on purpose. Helen looked shocked, but I turned the wheel and went after them   and followed them, and just when they thought they were safe, I bumped into them from the rear and sent them forward with the bump. Helen looked apprehensive: what if they come after us again? She said. So what, I said, I am ready for them. Then another car bumped into us by some man and his daughter and he gave me a goofy smile, so I smiled back. Then we went off again trying to avoid getting bashed, but a car from our left came across and the two boys caught us from the side and shook us up then they were gone. I was going to go get them, but the cars began to slow down and the ride was over. Helen sat there gathering her thoughts, and I watched the two boys get out and walk off. You ok? I said to Helen. Yes, she said, that was good. I was pleased, but if the car had gone on longer, I'd have got those two boys if I could.
A BOYA ND GIRL GO TO THE FAIRGROUND IN LONDON 1955
TerryCollett
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Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 4:47 AM UTC
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