I lived for several years in Horsmonden in a road about 100m from the green where they hold this fair. It was a nightmare; the village has very limited parking and so we had visitors to the fair parking all down our street (that’s fine) but also across every driveway. Even if you could get your car out, you couldn’t go anywhere because of the horses and carts being ridden/ driven at good speed along the public roads. The Police, as ever, wouldn’t do anything about it because, as you know if you live in the country, travellers are immune from prosecution. The local newsagent (now closed) used to put a barrier up across his open shop door so that nobody could get in but were served at the entrance; previous years had shown him that having people on the shop just led to tremendous shop lifting. After the fair had finished and all the visitors gone, the green, the pavements would always be full of litter. It was the villagers who either had to walk past this leister every day; stop children playing on the green - or clear the mess up themselves. That was the reality of the Horsmonden Fair. It was stopped for a time because of a feud between families and when it returned, the Police were out in force. So, whilst it might look wonderful, it was a nightmare for the villagers and a costly one for the community. Of course, if you were a rate payer or an income tax payer, then you paid for it all indirectly; let’s guess how many of the visitors to the fair were in those categories.
Jel on and kerr ya bitty matchka's muttery chad ya jukels cory awlin gorja bred din.Sorny mank jank for sherro,too cushty for ya,pray ya hummel turns into a hotchiwitchi and all ya tickna's has sherros like a bushel box.
I lived for several years in Horsmonden in a road about 100m from the green where they hold this fair. It was a nightmare; the village has very limited parking and so we had visitors to the fair parking all down our street (that’s fine) but also across every driveway. Even if you could get your car out, you couldn’t go anywhere because of the horses and carts being ridden/ driven at good speed along the public roads. The Police, as ever, wouldn’t do anything about it because, as you know if you live in the country, travellers are immune from prosecution.
The local newsagent (now closed) used to put a barrier up across his open shop door so that nobody could get in but were served at the entrance; previous years had shown him that having people on the shop just led to tremendous shop lifting.
After the fair had finished and all the visitors gone, the green, the pavements would always be full of litter. It was the villagers who either had to walk past this leister every day; stop children playing on the green - or clear the mess up themselves.
That was the reality of the Horsmonden Fair. It was stopped for a time because of a feud between families and when it returned, the Police were out in force. So, whilst it might look wonderful, it was a nightmare for the villagers and a costly one for the community. Of course, if you were a rate payer or an income tax payer, then you paid for it all indirectly; let’s guess how many of the visitors to the fair were in those categories.
Jel on and kerr ya bitty matchka's muttery chad ya jukels cory awlin gorja bred din.Sorny mank jank for sherro,too cushty for ya,pray ya hummel turns into a hotchiwitchi and all ya tickna's has sherros like a bushel box.
No you didn't have to clean it up volunteers did from us as alaways
These ain't Travellers,they are Romany people.
@@richardboswell9306 where ever travellers go there is problems
How long has the fair been going,and how long have you/did you live live there ?