Up early to watch the fair people packing up their rides, I am wanted to travel with them. Such a riot of colour. Dodgems and the Walzer are fun. But the Helter Sekter stood proud by my window, and taking the money is the most beautiful girl. Pale as a diamond, with raven black hair. I have climbed to the top of the ride and ridden down so many times that my piggy bank is empty. Mum says young love is alright, but she locked me in my attic bedroom. It seems that dreams are alright, but love is not.