This month, experience an al fresco art exhibition, go on a magical journey led by a sonic sphere, and hit up a shit ton of free festivals.
Activities
The kids’ club is just as much a parents’ club thanks to its lush cafe, play buddies and some of the best toilets I’ve ever had the pleasure of changing a really awful nappy in.
I’m sick to death of mini golf. We exhausted it over lockdown when golf courses were the only remotely interesting thing that was still open.
This month, meet Paddington Bear at the British Library, ride dodgems at Somerset House and scribble all over the floor at Tate Modern.
Home to what is honestly one of the best playground structures I’ve ever seen in my long and eventful playground-critiquing career.
I have a (probably fairly unhealthy) fixation with play cafes and am always embarrassingly pumped when I hear about a new one popping up somewhere useful.
This could so easily have been just another generic soft-play centre, but the owners have clearly put a lot of thought into making it stand out from the crowd.
This month, meet the Indigenous Peoples of the Arctic at the British Museum’s new immersive exhibition and frolic among the sculptures at Frieze in the park.
All that was left was for me to get over myself and my crippling fear of… well, most things, and just get on the sodding boat.
Being able to wander unobstructed by other humans without having to worry about losing toddlers in a sea of legs made it much less stressful.
