a fairground life(the scottish borders)

This week coming is the start of the border run. This is a group of fairs along the scottish border in towns only a few miles apart. This is my favourite time of the year. All these towns have rivers through them and when I was young, all the kids went fishing and swimming in them. These fairs all have a Sunday off aswell which my wife and I really enjoy. This was the norm in the 70s & 80s at most fairs, but not now, everyday counts. I took the skydiver down to our first border village and then returned to the yard. I had an hours sleep on the couch and then off to Bellshill for 6pm. The fair closed here at 6:30pm and we started to pull down. By 8:30pm the street was clear. I had to do a double rake, to shift the D/zone and the miami to the yard in Glasgow. I left one ride on the street by itself in view of the police camera (a windscreen was broken here last year) and took the other away. When I returned it was just after 9:20pm, all was quiet and we were soon clear of the street and on our way back to the yard again. Tomorrow its off to the borders with the DZ, the miami has another event, so it will join us next week.