I’d love to say I’ve just discovered this awesome new kids’ shop that no one else has ever heard of, but I’m late to the party with this one – as in seven years late.
Raising tiny Londoners wouldn’t be half as hilarious without all the family-friendly hangouts, independent kids’ shops and tailored-to-tots activities that we’ve all missed like crazy over these last few miserable months.
Babu commandeered a wooden dolls’ pram and proceeded to parade around the shop smashing into everything with it.
You don’t actually have to trek to E17 to discover Word’s wares, but the bricks-and-mortar store is so pretty you might want to.
I just loved the idea of seeing all of those beautiful prints together, in the same way you’d look forward to an art exhibition.
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.
Worth every penny and every second spent dragging my 35-month-old child and my 39-week-pregnant bottom to Peckham for.
We ended up staying for 2-3 hours and Babu even asked for extra time at the end – her golden seal of approval.
Nice, helpful staff, a very chilled atmosphere and ultimately a bit of expensive day out, though totally worth it.