Man it always brings back sooo many memories when I see this place.
Red hot summers on family day trips , Ice cream , mad days spent entirly on the drop slides , over priced food and cider from the souvenier shop
My fondest memories have to be of walking about the stable area with my Dad who passed away a fair few years ago.
He worked with heavy horse so could spend hours telling what part of kit was called what and how something was supposed to be used. The best part as well was he would tell the stable staff what they where doing wrong and he had more than a few words with the main guy every visit who knew him by site and always had time to spend having a chat to him.