1994 ( I was 3  )

I remember walking down a gravely path to an old deserted playground and I saw this Ferris wheel and i ran into the fairground and i went onto this toy plane that i refused to get out of which was like those things that you get outside big supermarkets tat you put money in and it starts moving only i don't think that this one started moving. i also remember that it was quite a gloomy day and no one else was there except from me, mum and dad. there was a few small patches of grass but the rest of the ground was just small pebbles. I can't remember any conversation but i am sure there must of been.

       I think this memory has stuck in my memory because it is strange that i loved playing on a toy plane so much that i refused to get out