All children love a good playhouse, don’t they? Me, I had a blanket over my Mums clothes horse in the middle of the grass in the summer – or a blanket over the dining room table in the winter. And it made me very happy.
I do remember a friend who had a real live Wendy House though. Oh, the envy.
My boys are all keen for a tree house – how good they would be, how little trouble they would be, how many chores they would do, how clean would be their teeth… if only they had a tree house.
We have no trees.
So imagine their delight when they caught me gazing at the Playhouse Company website.
Small tremors of excitment ran through them, yelps of joy escaped as they jabbed their fingers at the screen, dmeanding closer looks of this one, and this one, no this one, no THIS one.
Sadly for them, I have no £5000 to spare on such a thing.
But if I had, I’d buy this one.
The boys? Oh they would rather have this one please.
And they would like to let the people at The Playhouse Company know that they are experineced and willing volunteers if any research or reviewing needs to be done. They’re your spies/knights/hero’s/army/club.
