When we said goodbye to him on Thursday evening, we had quite thought that we would be taking him to the South Bank to see what, if anything, was going on there that he might enjoy. However, a couple of serendipitous posts that I found on-line changed everything.
The first was the news that "Princess", an engine from the Ffestiniog Railway, was visiting King's Cross Station as part of a publicity campaign for the said Railway. So that was a no-brainer in itself! We picked the Boy up from Senate House and caught a bus up to King's Cross, where, sure enough, the train was parked. And a magnet for five-year-olds, it would seem..... plenty of other children clambering about all over it. Mind you, some 65-year-olds did their fair share of clambering!
The reason we wanted to go to Brockwell Park was that the London Wildlife Trust was planting trees there today. So after using the facilities and eating our lunch, we headed down to that corner of the Park, and there they were. The Swan Whisperer and the Boy promptly got stuck in, and I am delighted to say the Boy was fascinated by the whole process, and the different kinds of trees, and how these twig-like things were going to grow into huge trees, and so on. You dug a hole (the Swan Whisperer did that)