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Abingdon Michaelmas Fair – on this Monday

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Today is the Monday when the Abingdon Michaelmas Fair would normally begin. The window in the Charter Day Centre still has a poster from a previous year.
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There were no fair rides set up on Sunday, and no fair service. The Monday Market was on the Market Place and no fair rides.

As Monday evening came I would normally expect to hear young excited voices going to the fair. But not this year.
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Normally on this Monday, above the Market Place, against the sky, Meteorite would battle with Body Count to be the loudest and brightest ride – whirling with their bright lights between St Nicolas Church and the County Hall.
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Normally on this Monday, the traffic down Ock Street would stop for the fair. The only cars at this point would be dodgems.
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Normally on this Monday, the staff from Dorindos would be outside giving away samples and selling takeaways to the crowds.
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From this viewing point, I would normally see shooting galleries, stalls selling candy floss and chips. Further along would be some children’s rides. Crowds of people would be moving: some one way, some the other.

The fair was cancelled this year because of Covid-19, and the danger of such crowds.
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The spirit of the fair was still there in a small way. Some people walked from the Market Place, along High Street and Ock Street and helped to carry a tradition. These two people were enjoying Reeves Fish and Chips, sitting on the wall that would be normally crowded on this Monday.
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This ride may look like it came from the Nursery Shop. I can still imagine the sound of the Wurlitzer and the Galloping Horses at Abingdon Michaelmas Fair – on this Monday.