Pleasures at the fairground.
As a kid I used to love the fun fair, the adrenaline rush from the crazy rides in combination with the sugar rush from the candy floss and candy coated apples. Secretly I still do. The smell of the candy floss, the flickering lights, music and the smoke machines present at night.
Bumping around in the bumper cars and sorting through the rest of my loose change together with a friend so we could hopefully conjure up enough to buy some more adrenaline. I hurled away a few quid trying to grab that one cuddly toy that I almost always nearly had. Fond memories.