Wishing a Wet Weekend

A funfair has come to Tavistock.

That in itself is fine.  Could even be fun.  Except ….

Instead of setting up somewhere suitable, like the Wharf carpark, they’ve plonked themselves in our otherwise-pleasant riverside park.  That means huge pantechnicons have churned up the grass into huge muddy ruts.  On and around the path are great rainbow slicks where volatile hydrocarbons have been spilled.  Ugh!

OK, it’s nowhere near as nasty as the present-day goose fair.  But given the damage to our park, I can only wish them a thoroughly wet weekend and the stonking loss they deserve.