It’s a massive treehouse, nestled, if nestled is the right word, among the trees at the entrance to the Alnwick Garden. There are bouncy wooden bridges that connect platforms and buildings, delighting children and big-kids alike … sometimes the latter more than the former. One of the largest is the Treehouse Restaurant – the inside is quite magical, with branches sticking out all over the place and chairs seemingly made from half a tree each.
We had a fab time with fine wine, good food and excellent company. But most of all I got to spend time with my Daddy.
If you’re in the north east I’d recommend a visit especially in the summer.