Runway Monday at Newark

I stalled at the Lincoln fair organised by Swallows a couple of years back. We arrived to be faced with possibly the least stable lumps of wood known to fair organisers. These tables had to be pushed into the wall and wedged to avoid bladder troubling panic when ever anyone touched anything. I spent two days gazing at a madman and his pyramid of glass opposite who had decided to chance it all and stack three of these wooden creations upon each other and load it with a mountain of coloured objects. After a terrible lack of customers and untroubled by anyone able to spell quality let alone buy it. My choice to never visit again was confirmed by a trip outside to view the most active stall of the fair "The antique Poundland" sign was not a joke. That stall exists, is popular and after looking at the goods, I can say a lot of people with no taste are getting robbed of 95p. Never again.