Actually the kids loved it, because why wouldn’t they? No one had tried to sell it to them as a brasserie and member-centric family wellness spa.
I went along with being made to feel like I was really lucky for being granted entry when really I just wanted to tell her to shove it up her bum.
This was the first actual thing we’d done since mid-March and we’d basically forgotten what fun was.
Big, bleak, beautiful and very zen, as long as you ignore the whinings of your bored three and a half year old who isn’t putting up with anymore of this “walking in nature” bullshit.
This Tudor-palace-meets-Art-Deco-mansion might look like it’s in the arse end of nowhere (and ok it kind of is), but it’s still only in Zone 4!
Babu immediately had an activity book and absolutely massive bag of toys thrust into her arms.
Five minutes after I’d left Babu outside the loos she casually pulled into the restaurant in a Cozy Coupe dressed like Iris Apfel.
One of those really rare places that knows how to satisfy both kids’ and adults’ needs and make parenting feel like – well, a picnic.
The museum’s literal and metaphorical centrepiece is the Coronis, a narrowboat built by the same company that built the Titanic.
You’re immediately hit in the face by the amazing primary-hued entrance hall where a pair of faceless, fish-and-chip scoffing Dandy characters stand poised for your posing pleasure