King of the castle

Spent a lovely morning at Ashridge with friends. It all looked - and felt - rather more like autumn than spring, with the carpet of brown leaves and complete absence of bluebells. The children enjoyed running around and climbing on the many logs and fallen trees despite the cold, and the sun did peek through eventually.

Last time we came here Little G needed to be persuaded to climb on anything... what a difference a few months can make when you're little!