Normally Goose Fair weekend signals the beginning of Autumn in Nottingham. The last few rays of warm sunshine that make up September are swept aside for the dark, crisp days that end quite suddenly.
But this didn't quite happen like that this year. Warm sunny days seem to want to hang on that little bit longer, and while I'm definitely not complaining, it was strange to not have to bundle up in gloves and scarves to make our way to the fair this year.
The atmosphere was still great though; no matter how old I get I think I'll always love the flashing lights on the rides against the night sky, the smells of burgers and candy floss and doughnuts, and the sounds of music and children on the rides.