It was very busy at the fun fair with people running back and forth excitedly. Lights flashed and rides twirled making the Old codger giddy just looking at them. He saw a candy floss stall some way off but between him and it was a long queue of people. He saw a large family heading for the end of the queue so he pushed his way in front of them because he knew they would take ages to buy their candy floss.

The queue moved forward slowly and the Old Codger kept close to the people in front so no one else could squeeze in. After a while the queue bent back on itself and the Old Codger saw the Taylor family close in front of him. The Taylor twins saw him and shouted over, “Hello Mr. Curmudgeon, we’re waiting for the Big Whipper, are you?” “Hhrrmph”, said the Old Codger which meant “a big candy floss is just what I’m waiting for”.

The Old Codger went through the doorway and was then quickly shepherded into a carriage. He was about to complain to the attendant that he had two perfectly good legs and could walk to the candy stall when a big black safety bar came down and pinned him to the seat.

He was about to object when the train shot forwards. At the same time he heard a painfully loud shriek in his ear. He looked round and saw to his surprise a large middle-aged woman strapped into the seat next to him. She had big hair, thick makeup, bright red lips and a grim face made hideous by the act of screaming. It was a gruesome sight and he tried to move away but was stopped by the safety bars over his shoulders.

The train moved slowly up a steep slope and the ground disappeared below them. The Old Codger looked down on the candy floss stall and people licking at huge sticks of pink candy floss. The higher the cars went the smaller they became and the further the Old Codger was from getting that candy floss.