The tour was brilliantly interactive, which really helped to bring Dickens’ world to life – even for two three and a half year olds who have literally no idea who Dickens was.
Few things scream Christmas like iceskating under a giant pine tree followed by a mug of creamy Bailey’s hot chocolate.
A veritable Aladdin’s Cave of stuff that will make you say “oh my God, will you look at this?” a thousand times over.
I can probably think of 100 museums I’d rather go to and the majority of them would be considerably cheaper than this one.
The playground is perfect for imaginative play and, in our case, the never-ending game of hide and seek that we’ve been playing since October 2018.
Lovely if you fancy taking your little one somewhere a bit nicer than all the usual slightly skeggy kids’ haunts.
The cats were of course all absolute babes, with favourites including Maine Coon brothers Jack and Jasper, and a Devon Rex called Trixie, who I’m obsessed with.