Dad took his mat to the top [of the slide], whilst trying to negotiate how to sit on it, in his Sunday best, the mat shot off on it's own, leaving Dad sitting on the bare slide. Then Off he shot!! In polyester M and S new trousers !! He changed lanes mid way down after taking off on a bump. When he landed in a heap at our feet he staggered up, with his usual grin on his face.
I grew up thinking it was normal for a roller coaster to have scaffolding; the ghost train that had a particular musty smell that added to its scariness; the dodgems where my father taught me to drive; the more refined Bingo circle where my two grandmothers preferred to play and yelled the loudest ‘Bingo’ when they won..