Tuesday, 4 May 2004
Personal
The fair
I wanted to get home at a reasonable time last night so I left Boston before the fair got going. I'll have to imagine the shadows dancing across the faces of the old town buildings, the coloured lights catching everyone in freeze-frame, the smell of diesel generators, the noise, the candy-floss.
I did manage to walk around the nearly completed site on Sunday night though.
Posted by pab at 20:17
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