Just don’t get me started on the Eden Project! I was so disgusted with the price of the refreshments in the cafe that I demanded they get my gift aid declaration out of the large bin in which they collected them so that I could destroy it in front of them. One of my more intemperate moments, I admit, but I hate being ripped off when a captive market, even by an organisation with allegedly noble intentions.
All of that off my chest, it’s an interesting place and well worth a visit in the summer when everything is in flower. Just take a flask of tea …