You frequently close your replies with "Wishing you a ghost trains and sticky cotton candy evening". Is there a backstory to this phrase, some explanation of content and context? Inquiring minds want to know.



I love carnivals.

Especially at night. 

The flashing lights, the trippy spinning colours and whirling amusement rides.

Loud music punctuated by distant screams.

The smell of hotdogs and metal machinery.

There’s something both sinister and sexy about the whole scene.

Perhaps not for everyone but certainly for me.

So when I wish someone a 'ghost trains and sticky cotton candy evening', I’m wishing them, in many ways, an extraordinary night.

An admission ticket to a little magic and mischief.

A perfect excuse to let your imagination run wild-


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