First fair I stayed the night at, I was taken by my parents again, at 15. I wanted to stay, they said if you want to stay you have to stay on your own as they had prior commitments. So I did. Lost my borrowed tent, wandered round all night, got fed by the Hari Krishnas & ate some interesting cake & grooved under the big inflatable world looking at the pyramid stage. Didn’t feel at all threatened even though Hells Angels, travellers & Romanis & showmen were all mixed at the fair site. If I smell a campfire now it still reminds me of this fair. True East Anglian magic. Thanks to the Agnew family & Tarby et al for their effort which created some great memories for me.
Yes if one has known those fairs one cannot forget John Agnew. He was the soul of those Green Desert actions and he had such a great impression on me. I also liked his secretary, Nany, and of course Tarby. A nice bunch of inspired people who knew how to create fairs of and for the folks.
I remember the Rougham Tree Fair of 1982. The friendship of other people, the amazing juggling acts, the dancing under the huge globe suspended between the avenue of trees. I remember it most for the camaraderie and the eccentric mix of people who made it such a memorable experience. Where are they all now? Hopefully not getting too sentimental about their youth like me!
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