Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 7 April 2019
Woodland playground
Today, we went to a woodland area owned by the National Trust to see the family (my wife's sister and brother and their respective spouses). Wolfie had great fun there and I will blog about it in more details, but tonight I wanted to mention one aspect that he particularly enjoyed when we arrived: some children playground by the forest made of natural wood. Mainly, some tree trunks, tree stumps and branches to climb on, walk through, hang to, sit on, etc. Wolfie adored it, asking to sit on a trunk, then the higher one, then the higher one and so on, until he got on the highest one. Here is a picture of him. I think because Wolfie is something of a wild child, he feels at ease in woodlands. He sure had lots of fun there, particularly with his uncle, but that is for another post.
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