Exhibition or not?

 Guildford on a wet Saturday, what could make things worse?

Mr. Hill and self noodled off to Surrey. A trade show for the O gauge persuasion. Essentially an exhibition in reverse: lots of dedicated trade stands and a small number of layouts dotted about, all in a lower ground floor of a busy leisure centre. I'll come to that bit in a moment. The only similar event I've been to was last century and in Telford. Bigger, but I can't remember much about it. This was, well, dunno, can't quite put my finger on it. The combined purchases for the day were three whitemetal figures. That may give you the answer you require. 

I'm baffled by this sort of establishment. In a break for sustenance, I observed the surroundings: manly families, mainly white middle class (it's Surrey) mainly in various leisurewear attire. How did we get to this point? If you want this sort of thing, it seemed hard to beat, but the café fascinated me. After time running and jumping about, you are offered a selection of 100% ultra-processed ingredient filled snacks and sugar loaded drinks in plastic containers. 

We drive our children to school, don't let them play outside, then drive them to exercise under sodium lighting, but not daylight, then feed them the worst possible diet, then drive them home. Am I missing something, or have we got something terribly wrong?