The nursery seemed really good (apart from the £60 for 2 mornings a week thing), so we will have to think it over. Oscar wasnt keen to leave so I asked the supervisor if there was a good park around there, and there certainly was. We managed to find (along another country track), The Peter Pan Play Park and Oscar loved it. It was set in so much open space I was able to let him run free and have a wonderful time. After an hour or so, we spied a gate in a high wall and we were just about to investigate when an ice-cream van rolled up to the park, so we stopped for ice-cream first.
The gate, as it turned out led to the cemetery, and for goth baby , who knows what graves are thanks to Scooby Doo, he was in 7th heaven, so to speak. The gardener couldn't keep the smirk of his face, when he saw Oscar running around shouting 'I see a scary monster and a skeleton, (big gasp), look Mummy', as he pointed off into some dark corner. The gardener was in his 20's with a shaved head and tattoo's, I dont know if an old Ned type would have found it so funny.
We discovered we could walk all the way down through the cemetery and get back to the town, so Oscar had a great time running up and down in a fantasy world of his making. He really is a unique little 2 year old.