It’s early afternoon and, having had their turn on stage, Cheryl and Kimberley are left with plenty of free time to enjoy the rest of the festivities.
“What do you fancy checking out babe?” the Geordie asks, looking down at the large brightly coloured map indicating all the different stalls and attractions.
“Lets do the funfair first, then we can grab some lunch and have a look round the stalls” Kimberley answers, taking her heels off and sliding into a pair of comfy trainers, “ooh that’s better!”
“You’ve already been planning what to do haven’t you?” Cheryl asks with a grin.
“I’m surprised you’ve not brought your little clipboard” she continues to tease as Kimberley pokes her in the ribs.
“Well do you want to be lugging shopping bags onto the rides or feeling sick cos you’ve stuffed yourself? One of us has to be organised” the Bradfordian smiles cheekily, “and it’s not my fault that you’re not up to the job Tweedy”
“Ooh you’re gonna wish you’d never said that” Cheryl chuckles, pulling an evil face at her grinning girlfriend, “now I’m definitely taking you on the biggest rollercoaster I can find!”
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“Did you enjoy that?” Kimberley asks as they walk shakily away from the massive rollercoaster.
“Yeah” Cheryl nods enthusiastically.
“Good” Kimberley states with a grimace, “cos I’m never ever doing it again”
“Spoilsport” Cheryl laughs, taking Kim’s hand in hers, “ooh look a ghost train, can we go on it, please Kimba!”
“I swear you’re like a little kid” the Bradfordian smiles, “come on then, one ride then we‘re getting some dinner, I‘m starving”
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“Bloody ghost train…have to be a skeleton to ride it” Kimberley complains, shifting about in her seat a little uncomfortably.
“Nah they just don’t make it for girls with arse’s as lush as yours, besides I think it‘s cosy” Cheryl whispers, letting her hands wander over onto her girlfriend’s lap, “we can snuggle up when things get scary”
“Don’t you be getting any ideas, I’m not getting fruity on some knackered up kids ride” Kimberley mutters back, gripping the metal bar in front of them as the ride whirrs and creaks into life, the steel doors flying open to an accompanying witchy cackle.
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“Christ Chez you’ll not be able to taste the sausage if you put anymore ketchup on that hotdog!”
“Tasting the sausage isn’t high on me list of priorities recently” the Geordie grins naughtily, sticking her tongue out at Kimberley who’s already partially devoured hers and is eyeing up a large bag of candyfloss.
“Anyway I like it with lots of sauce, gives it a bit of flavour” Cheryl licks her lips exaggeratedly before biting into the hotdog, “mmm…”
“Hey yous two” Nadine comes bounding up to them, her hands full of carrier bags, “you seen the stalls yet?”
“Nope Cheryl insisted on dragging me round all the big rides” Kimberley replies.
Reaching into her bag she grabs a little packet and hands it to Cheryl.
“Here you go, you’ve made a right mess with that ketchup”
“You brought wet wipes?” Nadine laughs turning to Cheryl, “watch out she’ll be tying a bib round you next!”
“There’s nothing wrong with being organised” Kimberley grins.
“Anyway they’re toy wipes not wet wipes, you never know when you‘ll need them” she adds with a wink.
“Blimey what else have you got in that bag?” Nadine peers over as Kimberley zips it back up.
“Ah wouldn’t you like to know…right then are we going shopping or what?”
