The Pudding Fair!

Sometimes elves just vanish! This is a true fact, as we experienced this. Perhaps it was us that vanished and not Iliarra. This is statistically unlikely, and for the purpose of this written recollection just not true. We ended up in a place, unknown, in beds that were unknown yet comfortable and quite a bit of noise outside.
Part of that noise was a lady shouting about a fair, a pudding fair.. “Roll up! Roll up for the Pudding Faire!”

To conclude, as I am find writing tedious, there was pudding and the next morning the same lady.. shouting her announcement of that rolling pudding event. And again pudding. Over and over again.. the routine was pleasant, yet disturbing.
Have you ever experienced this?