Worth every penny and every second spent dragging my 35-month-old child and my 39-week-pregnant bottom to Peckham for.
Hangouts
You can’t help feeling a little bit like you’ve gatecrashed a toddler birthday party, no matter how nice and friendly the other parents are.
The ball pit was almost constantly occupied by a small clique of under-ones, all wobbling around like Weebles on an 18-30s holiday.
This month, lose yourselves in immersive exhibitions, interactive theatre, cultural festivals and playful installations.
The ship is a time-warp; less artefacts in glass cases, more “let’s pretend it’s 1950 and you’re a petty officer in the Royal Navy”.
We ended up staying for 2-3 hours and Babu even asked for extra time at the end – her golden seal of approval.
The sort of group you’d look forward to all month if you didn’t live so bloody far away it might as well be on Pluto.
Nice, helpful staff, a very chilled atmosphere and ultimately a bit of expensive day out, though totally worth it.
Berlin is about as child-friendly as European cities come and it didn’t take long to work out where all the cool kids hang out.
Babu, being a complete weirdo, gravitated towards the chest of drawers containing various gruesome artefacts.
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