Today was the festival so we just had to go into town. Not that it’s particularly fab or anything, but it’s enjoyable!
As soon as we got into town we came across Marcelo the Daredevil (from Brazil via Sheffield!) and his contortionist wife! It wasn’t just that he can backflip over knives or hammer nails through his nose, it was that he was incredibly entertaining with it. We had a number of laughs, and he did pose specifically for me with nails in his nose! Scary!
Just warming up:
G was a bit worried he was going to die!
Shoving the wife in a tube!
We then walked on through the continental market, watched some boat races, and G had fun on a ride and eating candy floss.
Back in town we went for a coffee and saw Waterstones were doing a children’s reading time about pirates so G and I went to that while FP had a nice relaxing time looking at books. G was the loudest child there, the others were quite subdued, or perhaps normal, I don’t know anymore!!
Pirate shop assistant: This book is about the Little Princess, has anyone seen the Little Princess?
(a few polite hands go up)
G: I have! I’ve seen MORE THAN ANYONE!!
(I try not to look at the parents who’ve turned to stare)
Pirate shop assistant: She hates eating fish tail soup. Who here would like fish tail soup?
(she pulls a face, a number of children pull faces or makes noises of disgust)
G: I would! I haven’t had it!
Pirate shop assistant: And what do you think he saw?
Other children: The girl pirates!!
My child: (randomly) A HOLE!!
He got a balloon on a stick though! And in our current thrifty ways this has provided one sword and one mould for some kind of papier-mache thing, maybe a bowl or a face mask, or both! Woot!
