When we were down at Weston Super mare about a month ago, we saw a fairly depressing 'Young Farmers Fun Day' which was drawing to a rather depressing close.
Nextdoor to it was an equally sad and depressing area all boarded up and neglected.
Now we know.....it's Banksy's theme park.....
Banksy is a Graffiti artist who has achieved worldwide recognition as a master of 'Stencil Graffiti'.
He's witty and political and I've written posts complaining whenever one of his Graffiti pieces is chiselled off a wall by a chiselling landlord who wants to steal it from us so that he can sell it on to the international art market.
So now I'm trying to buy tickets and if I can't I'll be sat (if Robyn helps) outside hoping for a ticket.
Yesterday I watched my summer dribble down the drain as we struggled through an enormous rainstorm. It was so bad we went shopping a day early and then ended up sitting in the car park because it was raining too hard to get out.
At home, I idly went back on Banksy's site to find out by accident that there were extra tickets released.
That was great except that I don't buy things online.
So I'm fumbling around, staggering off to find my credit card, putting in the details, forgetting my phone number and bumbling around to find where I wrote it down.....and then the f%$£*!<> card needs some security number and I have no idea whether I ever had one.
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