This month, behold a city made entirely from gingerbread, bake your own Hanukah doughnuts and welcome in the New Year in style.
This month, play in a flamingo-themed playground, step into the house of the future and have an immersive fantasy experience.
Magical grottoes, spellbinding light shows, otherworldly ice rinks and festive theatre can only mean one thing… it’s Christmaaaaas.
Yellow Warbler doesn’t claim to be a play cafe – it’s simply a lovely coffee shop that just so happens to have a kids’ area.
This year, scare yourself silly with terrifying trails, ghastly ghost hunts and enough pumpkins to keep you going until Bonfire Night.
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.
This month, experience an al fresco art exhibition, go on a magical journey led by a sonic sphere, and hit up a shit ton of free festivals.
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.
I’m sick to death of mini golf. We exhausted it over lockdown when golf courses were the only remotely interesting thing that was still open.