My son has a mad obsession with emergency vehicles. Handy as we live opposite a hospital. He sees one he will wave like a man thing and then gets really excited if they wave back (I think he has become so well known now they wave first)
So with that in mind, friends will let me know if a fire station is having an open day and today happened to be one of those days.
He had a whale of a time, unfortuantly I didn’t factor in how busy it was going to be, and during our time I had a panic attack, my son refused to leave (hiding in the fire engine) and then stropped, so it was a bad ending to a lovely afternoon.
Now we are at home and my stomach is still turning knots