As kids, we were usually taken down to 'Pendle Bottom' where, among other things, there were swing boats (a line of about 4 or 5, i think), stalls selling plastic windmills, a monkey in a cage (wasn't always the same monkey - i'm sure one died and was replaced) and there was also a little shop that sold sweets and pop (probably sold many other things, too, but we were only interested in the sweets and pop. There is a photograph somewhere in my families possession which shows me (about 9 or 10) my brother (7 or 8) my cousin Trudy (12 or 13) and my mother (late 20s) all dressed up to the nines on our way to the festivities. I look as if i'm stood to attention - as i did in most photographs those days - which may have been a sign i was army-bound :-)