It seems St Giles Fair is on. Mother went to wonder it around yesterday & again this morning.
I aked very politely if I could go with her today.
But, she shook her head and said 'No'.
And, explained the event would distress me too much.
Now, I have seen her photographs, I understand why.
Just look @ all these poor bears hanging around and offering love...

Apparently, they are prizes and waiting to be won!Mother is no good @ any sports, let alone darts, rifle shooting or throwing @ coconuts or tins, however she did try to draw a winning numbered ticket for this fellow...
Regretably, he did not come home with her!
I just hope some of the bears find their 'forever homes', as life on the road with the Showmen must be unbearable!
Hugs,