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.
It is quite nice being able to look round a museum without every other bastard in London being there at the same time.
It was a not-so-lovely THIRTY-SEVEN DEGREES on the day we visited, which is literally the same temperature as a living person’s insides.
It’s a castle but, I’ll be honest, we were only really here for the playground, which is also a castle.
I was half expecting to be digging up physical clues, but obviously that would be completely ridiculous and also it’s 2020, not 1952.
Hobbledown describes itself as an “adventure farm park”, but I feel like that almost downplays its brilliance.
This month, check out the exhibitions you missed pre-lockdown and make the most of the great outdoors with garden trails, treasure hunts and al fresco art.
They’ve been arranged in a smallish enclosure, almost like a dinosaur zoo, which makes it pretty hard to miss any and also pretty hard to lose any small children you might have with you.
This particular day was so unbearably hot there was literally only about 10 minutes where at least one of us wasn’t crying or shouting.