Why do I always succumb to a freezing afternoon at the farm during February half term? I love the farm on sunny days, feeding the lambs, spotting the new bunnies, losing the kids in the maze. But in February? I hugged my steaming mug of tea (they do make good tea) and then realised we used to visit the farm most weeks and now we may make it there twice a year. I will be terribly said the day I suggest the farm... and the kids have other half term plans.
