whitsun-fair

Updated: May 17, 2025

All the bank under the gallows was that thick with people you could almost walk upon their heads; and my ribs were squeezed by the crowd so that I couldn't breathe freely for a month after. Back across the pool, the fields along the side of the valley were lined with booths and sweet-stalls and standings a perfect Whitsun-fair; and a din going up that cracked your ears.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - I Saw Three Ships and Other Winter Tales