I’ve never quite managed to find a public soft-play centre in London that doesn’t make me want to kill myself… until now.
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.
Play cafes are the eternal saviour of the sleep-deprived adult-in-charge-of-a-small-person, but sadly the pandemic has kissed goodbye to/coughed all over a hefty chunk of our favourites.
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.
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.
I was half expecting to be digging up physical clues, but obviously that would be completely ridiculous and also it’s 2020, not 1952.
Coronavirus is weird. Like literally someone in China ate a bat last winter and six months later we’re driving to Enfield to play jumped-up crazy golf.
I went along with being made to feel like I was really lucky for being granted entry when really I just wanted to tell her to shove it up her bum.
This month, stay at home… or don’t. Whether you want virtual amusements or real-world adventure, we’ve got you covered – plus all the dates your cultural diary needs.
The capital’s most innovative, aesthetically pleasing, exciting and often downright weird children’s playgrounds.