Every winter I get wildly excited by the prospect of Winter Wonderland.
The lights appear one evening, weeks before you’re actually allowed anywhere near them, and tease you with their glow.
You drive by, nose pressed to the window in sheer anticipation of how much fun you’re going to have and how much you enjoyed it last year.
Winter Wonderland is a Christmas fair that visits London once a year… usually around Christmas, funnily enough.
It’s vast and takes up a huge slice of Hyde Park.
The “streets” are lined with stalls selling trinkets, toys, and festive food and drink.
The mulled wine and food is generally terrible and over priced… but we forget every year and get stuck in anyway.
Boots – Scarf – Jumper – Leggings
Excitement makes everything taste better anyway!
There’s music blasting from every speaker and live bands play on every corner.
We couldn’t resist a dance…
Our first ride is my favourite ride every year!
It’s the simplest.
You walk into a huge, rickety barrel and stand against the wall.
Soon it starts to spin faster and faster, leaving you stuck to the wall as the floor disappears beneath you.
The effect it had on Alex only added to our enjoyment…
Poor poppet!
She watched as PJ, Andrew & I threw ourselves into the scariest rides we could find.
Before we took her on the bumper cars, which are her favourites!
Onto the ghost train…
And finished off with my second favourite, the waltzers.
Alex (predictably) HATED The Waltzers, so I decided to make it up to her by winning a toy.
Which was easier said than done.
Tossing a ring onto a bottle was surprisingly difficult, so we moved on to a softball-cannon where you had to fire them into holes in the wall.
With Andrew as my loader I couldn’t lose!
We both went away with a fluffy new friend.
But Alex quickly forgot her reindeer when she met Harold…
There’s just no pleasing some people.
