St. Giles Fair, Oxford Sept 2017

All photographs ©Andrew (I doubt copyright applies but they’re all photographed by me.)

“The louder you scream the faster you go!”

Peter Kay writer of Phoenix Nights.

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Early September the travelling Fairground camped it’s metaphorical wagons right bang in the centre of historic Oxford City for the annual St. Giles Fair! Now I know some of you aren’t great fans of YouTube videos appearing on Blogs and I understand why, this is a tiny backwater of the internet reserved for writers, so yes I understand. 

Having said that they appear another day.

After finishing work I walked through the sleeping Fun Fair around 6pm as the owners were just beginning to prepare their rides for the evening’s exciting entertainment, and rather than hang around in the rain I carried on walking right through, Galaxy Tablet in my rucksack, making for the Odeon cinema where I watched the excellent Dunkirk starring Tom Hardy, and yes ladies even if I say it myself he is gorgeous!

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Wow there’s people in those cars!

Then two hours later I stepped out of the cinema into driving rain and daylight had been transformed into pitch black night, yet all around shone thousands of vibrant coloured lights along with excited human screams and VERY loud pop music………the Fun Fair had arrived in Oxford with a Bang!

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Galloping horses, this Fairground ride has it’s beginnings 200 years ago, when steam powered traction engines would turn the wheels through use of belts and pulleys. How do I know this? I’ve visited Dorset steam rallies and seen them with my own eyes.

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So I took my Tablet from my rucksack, signed in as you do, and throughout the next hour I took many photos also short videos all uploaded onto my YouTube Channel! And no I lol didn’t go on any rides, no, my neurosurgeon told me never to and I’m certainly not going to argue with a medical consultant brain surgeon………made a good excuse anyway.

Haha that’s gotten you curious, perhaps my fixation with ladies breasts is a medical condition after all. 😛

Btw I wasn’t half worried that my Tablet would be stolen from my hands, things I do for WordPress haha.

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Stalls with their cuddly toy animal prizes, I can’t help wondering if they’ve passed European tests for fire safety? :/ Btw I’m not attempting to be funny!

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The rifle games amuse me, people take aim at an object standing less than two metres away yet they cannot hit the target! You don’t think the owners have bent the rifle barrels by any chance? 

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St. Giles Fair is a famous and historic annual festival lasting two evenings, then on the Wednesday morning as I walk through the city centre at 7am every resemblance of the previous evenings Fairground rides had upped and gone, the owners had worked right through the night clearing up and all the stalls rides and lorries had disappeared, the wagons had upped sticks and left town!

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Oh yes I said famous and historic! The Fair has been coming to Oxford for hundreds of years, and I’ve worked with old timers who remember boxing booths, where local hard men could pay to take on the travelling fighter in I guess a boxing ring, but alas Health and Safety legislation has put a stop to those fun and games.

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As an engineer by trade I can’t help thinking as I gaze at these human beings spinning across the nights sky, how safe are these rides really? Every couple of evenings they’re stripped down taken apart, then screwed back together in another Town! :/ Like I said I’m an engineer employed in a structural materials Group looking into metal fatigue in Rolls Royce aero engines, not the ideal man to be stood watching people enjoying themselves trying to wipe the many what ifs from my consciousness!

I cannot help it, happens all the time, the price of being a qualified engineer? Lol in the past I’ve worked with the wing material specimens from the original Airbus planes! 

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In the background you’ll see the sandstone high walls and buildings of St. Johns College, very famous and 800 years old and currently being used as a film set, you won’t believe the amount of movies and TV dramas you’ve watched where Oxford College’s have appeared Harry Potter being one of them. So look out for the buildings laying further behind the Fair rides.

And of course where would any Fun Fair be without it’s dodgem cars? Fabulous 🙂

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Enough chatter lol, these are my photos and for those of you who do enjoy YouTube videos they will appear on a forthcoming post in a few days time 🙂 Sorry.

Ahh nearly forgot, here’s B&W photos from St. Giles Fair taken decades past, straw boaters white blouses and long heavy black skirts, don’s wives?

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17. ‘Black Tighted Thigh’ a moral dilemma!


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I like to think of myself as a perfect gentleman, I’ll open doors for ladies at work allowing them to walk through first, and on a morning I’ll say “no, after you” inviting a lady to alight a commuter bus before I do even though by Societies Rules I should go first. I’m polite because throughout my formative years mum taught me the art of good manners both by instruction and by her example. I’ll say “please” and “thank you” many times throughout a day not because I have to, after all I’m an adult now I could forget all I’ve been taught, you know do away with all the “please may I have…..” “please could you pass……”  but I haven’t forgotten because being polite is now second nature and yes being polite does makes me feel good about myself and more often than not she’ll smile sweetly in return 🙂

But of course a true gentleman must also have sound morals.

I work in Oxford and many times a week I’m stopped by Tourists asking for directions, I must have one of those approachable friendly faces! For example earlier this summer an overseas speaking tourist handed me her white iPhone, then her and a friend stepped back 20 paces asking me to take a photo of themselves standing in front of a British Red Telephone Box and even now I can clearly remember thinking as I took their photo ‘these ladies are very trusting, I could turn and run off with their £400 iPhone’…… but of course I didn’t!

Skirt 2However because I’m writing a blog story and I’ve included two rather ‘apparently happens’ pictures, you’ll have guessed there’s a qualification to my loveliness, an ulterior reason for all the polite gentlemanly childhood references and lol yes there is.

Each weekday at work, come mid morning I’ll nip out to Taylors Delicatessen 5 minutes away so I can buy an ’emmental cheese and salad sandwich’, my colleagues call me idle for not making a daily packed lunch and yes I am lazy but they are rather tasty.

So this Wednesday as usual, I walk off campus and as an aside there’s a rather nice benefit to being outdoors in sunny Oxford this time of year, there’s sure to be lots of ladies (all ages) wearing summer dresses which brightens up a boring day, University students, shop ladies or tourists Oxford’s awash with beautiful women 😦 big sigh! Anyways I cross the main road and quite a few meters in front of me is a young lady showing rather a lot of leg, her black ‘tighted’ right thigh and calf to be exact.

I hadn’t noticed her pass by while I was looking both ways before crossing, but then catching up behind her I did one of those double takes, let me explain she had what you would call a major wardrobe malfunction! For whatever reason unbeknown to the lady the right side of her dress was pulled up trapped between shoulder bag and buttock! I know quite incredible and I might add extremely sexy when viewed from behind, a few paces in front of me was a lady showing her black tighted leg from shoe heel right up to well the base of her bag, no knickers on show just her very sexy leg line!

And I might add she wasn’t the first ‘caught dress’ scenario I’ve ever witnessed!

“So what did you do Andrew” you may ask? I guess I should have run up to her, tapped her on the shoulder and said “miss did you know your dress hem is caught”, like I’ve explained I consider myself a well mannered perfect gentleman, I should have said something shouldn’t I but alas I didn’t, I followed admiringly for a minute (only) then she turned right into an alleyway and I walked straight on to buy my sandwich and that’s the last I ever saw of her!

But for quite a while afterwards I wondered at what point did she realise her clothing embarrassment? Did some kind gentleman a few moments later point out her dress hem malfunction? Or for the next 25 minutes did she walk into Oxford City centre with no one telling her, I guess someone did!

But if I’m going to refer to myself as at least chivalrous then ‘Andrew you should really have said something to her’, in fact approaching might have been quite a fun exchange, hmm :/ not my finest moment was it! As always with me, ‘my dick ruled my brain’ which is another phrase for pretty women lol are my only weakness! (One or two of lady readers understand there’s a moral tale connected to that admission!)