Our week of planned entertainment for my 50th birthday began with Rachel and I driving to her parents' house, with Alice, where we were staying for the first couple of nights.
On Tuesday, we left Alice in their care, so Rachel and I could visit one of our favourite places: The Reindeer Centre at Capralama Farm, Bethersden (near Ashford).
It's been a few years since we've been there, and a few things have changed. The café has moved into its own room, the centre has adopted an assortment of lizards and snakes, and you can no longer feed carrots to the reindeer.
It was explained to us that in previous years the reindeer had sometimes dined on so many carrots from the enthusiastic general public that it had given them the squits! So now, if you wanted to feed the magnificent creatures, it had to be pellets (purchased from the gift shop).
As well as the reindeer, lizards, and snakes (Rachel was not a fan!), the farm also has donkeys and goats (which you can feed carrots to), meerkats, exotic birds, rabbits, guinea pigs etc and so we spent several hours cooing over sundry critters, enjoying lunch in the new look café, and visiting Santa in his grotto.
Once you've visited Father Christmas you exit via a series of animatronic dioramas, and a large scale Christmas village display, which all helped get us in the festive spirit (not that it takes much to get any of our family in the mood for Christmas).
|I made a friend...|
|Rachel had more luck feeding the reindeer than I did...|
|Jolly Santa sang me 'happy birthday'|