Do you want fries with that?

As a cheeky and opportunistic kid, with an anything goes attitude, I thought I was, just ace.

Now, this did, get me into trouble on quite a few occasions. Some interesting life lessons learned the hard way. More over just a kid getting into trouble, having fun and then trying to talk my way out of it. 


For a number of years, when the local shows came to town, us, the local kids, would get up to mischief. We didn't have the money for entry fees and forbidden to go by our parents, we rallied as entrepreneur's, and we snuck our way in.


The luring smell of dag wood dogs, fairy floss. The excitement of owning a show bag and the adventure of the rides, became to much for our young selves to ignore.


We came up with another great idea, after I was hit in the head by a twenty cent piece. It fell out of the pocket of a Ferris wheel rider.  Suddenly we realised that if we stood around the rides, unsuspecting partons would lose any loose change in their pockets. We just needed to hover close by and pick it up. So we did. It became a tradition that we did every year.


There were five of us, and every show we would congregate together at the rides.
We came prepared, as it was generally a good idea to always wear a raincoat and hat. It wasn't only loose change that rained from heaven. Unwanted hamburgers, shakes and fries that made their way back up the stomach of would be thrill seekers wasn't pleasant.


So, we hung around the rides and sure enough as the ride gained memento, money would fall from the pockets of white knuckled joy riders. We shouted ourselves a free meal or two. A ride on the bumper cars before sneaking back out and headed home. We never got caught.
Naughty, I know, but as a kid, it was brilliant.


Oh and yes, in case you are wondering, I did get chucked on, fries if I remember correctly.



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