It was taken on the High Street mall on that raft race day, but it could have been at any community event. Indeed, a variation on this fat-and-sugarmobile seems to appear at every fair/sporting meet/gathering that involves small children in every town in the country:
I love how it covers all the food groups – hot chips, dagwood dogs, waffles and fairy floss. And it's fairly riddled with upbeat qualifications. The drinks are never less than "icy cold", the dagwood dogs always reassuringly "hot". And the fairy floss? Nothing but the finest.
They are always aggressively carnivalesque in appearance and you half expect a clown, or perhaps a mime, to emerge from behind the little serving window.
For the full effect, though, you need a surly proprietor like the one in the above photo, who was busy closing up shop when I took it and gave me a truly filthy look.
Perhaps he thought I was a health inspector.
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