Last weekend on a gorgeously sunny, early November day we headed to Hatchlands Park in Surrey for an afternoon out, or as we like to call it, ‘an adventure’. Now you may think that there’s nothing particularly adventurous about driving to Guildford, parking our car in one of the neat rows, National Trust membership cards in hand, and joining all the other families and couples out on an afternoon stroll around the grounds. And you’d probably be right. I mean we’re not exactly in Bear Grylls territory here are we?
I think it’s fair to say that the word adventure is more than slightly over used in our house.
‘It’s adventure time, let’s go to the park!’
‘Come on guys, it’s a Costa Coffee adventure today!’
‘Are you ready for the Aldi adventure?’ (Well you’ve gotta stock those cupboards!)
Yes, I am one of those annoying people that’s really over enthusiastic about everything that we do. But it’s all about the childhood we want for our children and the way we want them to see the world. Every day is the chance to have an adventure and I try to squeeze every last drop of fun and magic out of each opportunity.
Hatchlands Park was the perfect place for our favourite kind of adventure. There were trees to climb, Donkeys to chat to, tree stumps to scale, a natural play area complete with the best treehouse I have ever seen and lots of friends just waiting to be made, a glimpse of a deer darting across a field, plenty of sticks to play with, and hot chocolates all round to warm ourselves up.
Mabel just loves to make friends, and despite being quite sensitive to knock backs, I really admire how she is always confident enough to put herself out there with children she doesn’t know. Wherever we go she will walk up to someone that she likes the look of and say her standard line of ‘Do you want to be my friend?’.
I’m sure at her age I was much more wary, much more shy. I guess she always knows she has me there for back up or consolation if she needs it, and that’s where a lot of her confidence comes from.
At the end of the day, 4.15pm to be exact, as we sat finishing our hot chocolates and giggling at Greta’s crazy antics, we had our taste for adventure really tested when a member of staff informed us that the gates to the road were being locked at 4.30! 15 minutes to get back to the car, three children in car seats, buckled up and on the road. Well, you have never seen us move so quick but we made it, phew! I’m sure they wouldn’t have locked us in but nobody wants to be that guy do they?
Mabel And Greta’s bobble hats are from Mummy and the Munch who also do matching hats in big people size and even better, money from the sale of each hat goes to Bliss charity for premature babies. I can confirm they kept our noggins lovely and toasty on our walk!
Pretty much everything else everyone is wearing is old season Next.
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