Adventures in the Magic Playhouse

One wet July afternoon during the summer holidays, the four children, (not of their choosing) where forced to occupy the playroom. A place they thought was boring and un-imaginative.

They would have much preferred to play outside in their favoured Fold Croft woods.

It was here they spent most of the summer, playing all sorts of games and hiding out in their very own tree house. To which on many occasion had to defend against the Spring hills gang. 

It was in the tree house where they first realised that Matthew could tell fantastic stories.