Now that Tabitha is tall enough, we went to the pier to go on the more grown-up rides. It took longer than I thought to get round to it but the weather has been pretty unpleasant recently.
I grew up with a mop fair on my doorstep once a year so I'm pretty familiar with these fairground-type rides. I understand why people don't like them - they feel pretty sketchy at times, and when I'm hanging upside down I can't help but wonder how often they're checked for safety, and what year they were made.
There's something classically British about a seaside fair, to me. I loved doing this with her, and she had a great time too. She'd been looking forward to it for so long!
It was incredibly expensive, though.