This month, come face to face with Ron Mueck’s giants, revisit the Swinging Sixties at the Fashion and Textile Museum, and see the Sistine Chapel without leaving the M25.
We were treated to a Frozen-themed mini disco with bubbles and a parachute, because the kids were all big Elsa fans, so that was stupidly cute.
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.
Home to what is honestly one of the best playground structures I’ve ever seen in my long and eventful playground-critiquing career.
Arty things. Family things. Immersive things. Random things. Things to book. Things not to book. THINGS (I’ve really missed things).
It’s been a great year for playing tourist in your own town, especially if you really hate people.
This month, wrap up warm and enjoy outdoor light installations, wintry trails and magical ice rinks… or cuddle up at home with some festive (virtual) theatre.
The Moustache has a distinctly grown-up feel – it just happens to cater to grown ups who have children. And frankly, that’s the best kind of cafe I can think of.
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.
I can’t abide an ugly soft play centre, but if it’s tastefully appointed with a muted colour palette, clean lines and the odd kitschy add-on I’ll gladly climb aboard.