The Fair Today
The Brampton Fair Grounds were sold to the City of Brampton in March 1992, with the exception of the Brampton Curling Club properties. In 1995, the Region of Peel Agricultural Society bought 95.43 acres (386,200 m2) of land at Heart Lake Road and Old School Road, moving the fair to that location in September 1997, for its 144th season. Despite moving out of it central location, the Fair gained record attendance in some years, well justifying the extra exhibit area and parking. Just as it was a distant site for the Chinguacousy farmers in the fair's audience, the fair is now relatively out of reach for most Bramptonians. The Society claims that as the city continues to burgeon, the location will be in the midst of thousands in the new developments.
The new location includes the Peel Junior Farmers Hall (6000 sq ft), meeting rooms, the Show and Sale Pavilion (33,000 sq ft), ten multi-purpose buildings, and outdoor show rings.
The Fall Fair's Homecraft Division, chaired by Pam O'Sullivan, consists of arts & crafts, photography, handicrafts, needlework, baking and kitchen craft, gardening and flowers, fruits and vegetables, quilting, arrangements, and antiques. Many of these categories have both junior and adult versions. Special categories for developmentally challenged students have been introduced recently to the fair.
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