Fibrotown has a secret garden (not the one pictured, but I just couldn’t resist that image, from The Real Flower Girl). A magical place of trees and fairy lights and music. You can get good coffee in the daytime while the kids run amok. In the evening, you can bring your own vino and enjoy live performances while the kids run amok.
Last night, we introduced Misters 6 and 3 to the delights of the Blues while we chatted with friends and sipped our wine under the trees and the stars. Mr3 gave all and sundry a display of his stellar dance moves (keeping the hip minimalism to a minimum). Mr6 attempted to analyse the chords being played by the singer/guitarist. “Do you think that was an A, Mum?” Hmmm. Possibly. Then again, possibly not.
It’s wonderful to have a place where entire families can enjoy real music. Space for the kids to get into the groove. Space for the parents to sit back and relax. No pressure. No hokey pokey. No Hot Potato.
Every town should have a secret garden.
Does your town have a secret garden? Or even a non-secret place where families can enjoy a night out? Tell me all!