The Hoppings has arrived! Europe’s biggest travelling fair is here for its annual ‘Race Week’ pitch. And of course the ‘Curse of the Hoppings’ has brought the inevitable wet weather – we had torrential rain on Saturday and it’s been raining on and off ever since so the Town Moor is a quagmire of mud.
When I was young the arrival of the Hoppings was one of the highlights of my year, on a par with Christmas, Birthdays, Easter and Bonfire night. We weren’t well off so never went on holidays – instead I would save my pocket money to spend at the Hoppings – it even had its own smell, a mixture of generators, chips and candyfloss!
I still enjoy walking around the Hoppings but if the bad weather continues I may have to give it a miss this year, probably a sign of getting old......