We were all given an orange each at the end of the day.
One of the highlights of my childhood were the carnivals in North Shields, which took place about twice a year. Women prepared for weeks, making costumes for the children out of coloured crepe paper. Bunting and flags adorned the streets, wagons and horse carts were cleaned and turned into floats decorated in bright colours. It was always a magical day, street parades and bands playing, Boy Scouts and Sea Cadets proudly marching. I often took part. Once I was dressed as an Irish Colleen in bright green crepe paper. Another time I was a fairy representing Fairy Dyes. I loved it. We were all given an orange each at the end of the day.