Well named Ian I remember when it was much differant always crowded and a meeting time for families ask how someones cousin was "Ah saw him last Banbury Fair" I remember Dad lifting me up outside the Boxing Booth to see the Turpin Brothers. I suppose the few coppers for a ride would have still needed some finding from a 30shilling (£1 50 wage packet we saved up as kids and usually got a few coppers or a sixpence if we were lucky from Aunts and Uncles.Mam always kept us standing while she tried to win a prize on a stall where names flashed up and down she never did although next day we would be sure to meet someone who had won a tea set or set of saucepans I remeber the galloping horses still about and the cakewalk. Most of the rides were driven by steam engines and lit up with flares. When Mam said there was no money left we would think about finding a bus home (yes we had buses up to 10.30 at night then) but she usually found enough for fish and chips to take home. One year it poured with rain and we ended up in the Palace picture House .The film was Harry Lauder in "The End Of The Road" if my memory is right it was the first time I had been to the pictures rhoda