by Kay Green

Photos by Hannah Livesey-Ingham

The noise of the music.

The warm fluffy fuzz of candy floss against your face.

The strange exhilarating feeling when you are whisked suddenly upwards to catch a glimpse of the sea only to be dropped drop back down equally suddenly, briefly leaving your stomach behind.

The hope that the kids in the dodgem in front will keep going in the direction they are supposed to go.

Wondering whether you would look really stupid astride a pink and orange horse.

Over 25s looking for their inner child can do worse than rediscovering the fun of the fair this spring.

Under 25s already know that nothing can perk up the spirits on a warm afternoon than a bit of shaking and jolting about.

Just remember:

 if you don’t want to go upside down on something , you don’t have to

–it's not a moral issue.