No climbing trees for me today (or practising my juggling), I don't know whether it was falling asleep on Bernie's sofa last night or what but there's no way I'm in any fit state to climb anything today - breathing kind of hurts!
As a kid I loved trees (still do to be honest), the Enid Blyton Faraway Tree books were a great escape!
There used to be a tree (it may still be there) in the field at the back of Coppice Valley Primary School - I loved that tree and spent an awful lot of time up there in its branches - happy days!
I would have loved a tree house when I was a kid, in fact I think I'd probably happily live in a tree house now, the idea's always appealed to me since my dad read Swiss Family Robinson to us as kids.
Tree house holidays - really? Yes, really - fantastic idea!!
And who wouldn't want to find one of these trees at the bottom of the garden - yep, it's a money tree lol (not really very clear but it's embedded with coins!)!
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