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GRAEME CASSIDY'S GREAT YARMOUTH CHRONICLES PAGE 2 OF 7 by Graeme Cassidy Article: Added June 2006 |
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Fast-forward to the present day. For years, I have
been making an annual day trip to Great Yarmouth, and 2005 was no different.
Unlike in the past, my routine nowadays is to walk from south
to north, and then back again.
I glanced at the gloomy sky, got out of the car and paid
for my parking ticket.
The Pleasure Beach: What used to be the far end of my promenade is now my first port of call. In truth, the Pleasure Beach was inaccessible for me back
in those days. I probably wasn’t tall enough to ride many of the rides,
and didn’t actually want to.
My memories of the park were strolling down the long, thin
walkway, glancing and wondering at the attractions that lined the sides.
I used to glance up at the gargantuan Roller Coaster, wondering how my uncle was brave enough to go on it. Once on, a passenger would disappear up the mountain, occasionally making brief appearances from behind arched windows. But that was then. The Roller Coaster has become a firm favourite of mine since. Of all coasters, it is the one that has constantly entertained
me for 20 years. You don’t tend to get bored of rides this well-made.
Within a few minutes I found myself in the queue for the ride. I wasn’t sure how I got there. You see, I do this every time: park, buy my tokens and go on the Roller Coaster. It’s the same routine every time. - I honestly do it automatically!
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