Winter wonderland.

‘Tis the season to be jolly, tra-la-la-la – la, la- la – la – la. …. You know the rest!

So here  we are! Its the week before Christmas and the festivities are stepping up a gear round about now! I wont lie, I’ve mentally checked out. I tried to fit as much work as possible into last week, so this week is pretty much just tidying up those loose ends ready to spend the rest of the month eating and being merry. However, sticking with my promise of re-connecting with the blog this month – I’ve still got plenty of posts to come before 2017 is over! Starting with todays, which is all about our visit to Prestons winter wonderland.



I love how magical this time of year is for them, but I’m also super aware of how long – realistically – I have left of these magical Christmases, before it becomes all moody teenagers and no one believing in Father Christmas. So I’m desperate to squeeze every last little Christmas drip from every year.

So on Saturday, we made our way down to town to visit Prestons very own winter wonderland.

We started off by being separated into smaller groups – which was a very good decision on the organisers part. This meant the children all got enough time in each tent. We started in the Elf workshop, where the girls decorated some baubles. Then it was over to make reindeer food in another tent. From there we visited Mrs Christmas to decorate biscuits and then over to meet Father Christmas, practicing some circus tricks whilst we waited.

All in all it really was a festive way to spend Saturday morning. The staff worked tirelessly to keep the children entertained, the only things that really did irritate me a little was the stampede of Parents (yes actual grown adults) pushing past younger children to get theirs into the next tent first – but that really wasn’t a fault of the organisers, just humanity in general. Ha. It was also a little bare. Not much in the form of atmosphere, maybe a little Christmas music, some more decorations, a snow machine. Something to just jazz it up a bit. We did after all pay £15 a ticket!  The girls however, were made up and that is the most important thing.

I think if they were to do this event the same

again next year I wouldn’t go, but with a couple of minor changes, it really could be something fabulous, I’d just remember to wrap up a bit warmer next time. Two degrees with only a thin Mac on, really wasn’t my brightest of ideas!




The little woman pretends.

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