For this weeks #pointandshoot I had to pick my magical trip to see Father Christmas at Painhill Park. The gardens were just full of opportunities to take photos and I really couldn’t stop!!
Up until today I thought I had covered most options when is came to visiting Father Christmas. We have done department stores, farms, garden centres and theme parks but I didn’t realise that today was going to surpass all of those for me.
We love being outdoors so when a friend of mine suggested a trip to Father Christmas in a crystal grotto at Painshill Park I was more than intrigued.
We arrived at Painshill after a good journey and easily found a parking space. From there we took a short walk to the entrance and collected our ticket.
We were early so we stopped for a coffee in their coffee shop which had a huge glass front giving you views out across the pretty grounds.
As you can imagine they were all champing at the bit to meet the man himself so we started our walk towards the grotto. They had set out cute signposts for the children to follow and the whole area had pretty fairy lights in the trees and along the paths. The magnificent trees were lit to show off their beauty.
It was about a 15 minute walk so we saved exploring the other stunning follies until after our visit. I stupidly listened to my Dad and didn’t take the buggy which was a big mistake as the walk was to much for number five and I had to do a lot of carrying. The pathways are well lit and smooth and fine to take your buggy along. Just before we got there we had a quick stop to see the ducks and if we went again we would take something along to feed them with.
We got to a beautiful wooden bridge from where the grotto was in sight. We walked through the marque doors and were hit by the smell of mulled wine as a friendly elf told us to take a seat and wait to be guided into the grotto.
The crystals and walkways were adorned with pretty lights which made it even more magical.
Father Christmas gave us a really warm welcome and had a lovely chat with the children, well baring number five who was a little overwhelmed by it all.