Yesterday afternoon I was consumed by a need to get out of the house. Anywhere!
So I went to a winter wonderland. Actually it’s a local garden centre but I know they usually have something special for children and the Big Kid inside me needed a bit of childishness.
This particular Garden Centre plays very fair I think, as the wonderland bit isn’t near many things which would provoke a five year old’s “I want”. There’s a train to ride on and doubtless the elderly bearded gentleman will make an appearance at weekends closer to Christmas but there are no toys etc in the vicinity.
There’s a trio of polar bears playing seasonal music.
And a bear with a hand at a useful height for a child to have a photo taken.
The reindeer are getting in training for flying
Even if this reindeer seems to have more of a taste for sherry than carrots.