Having eyed up a farm with a £9 ticket price and balked, yesterday we visited the smaller Seven Sisters Farm where Roo (now nearly two) could stroke (and get licked by) some calves, play on a rocker and swings, generally have a run around, and the grown ups could admire the calf shed wooden panelling (honestly, you can’t take a landscape architect anywhere without commentary), and scoff down some milkshakes and waffles with icecream. Thoroughly recommended!