Once upon a time there was a young child known near and far for his love of sticks.

A light show! Reds, yellows, blues and oranges whizzed around the forest and inside the special light show tent.

Back to the gloves. Back to the hats. Back to a cool wind nipping at our fingers and noses.

Easter has been and gone but the lingering memory of the delicious eggs and the extra long weekend hung in the children’s minds.

The Forest Folk went to the woods,
And the weather they found, it was good,
So they played through the day,
In a messy, muddy way,
And went home for dinner and puds!

As I stood amongst the trees, the ‘Forest Folk’ as they are most commonly known, scampered and played around me.

The sun glinted off the forest animal enclosures, with lions, monkeys and cheetahs lazing in the shade beyond them.