"I went to Cadbury World with school, I ate so much chocolate!" I lost count of how many people said this to me when I told them I was dragging the family up the M5 for a day out. It seems a trip to Bournville is a rite of passage for Bristolian school children.
No one seemed to have made a return trip since though, and no one could tell me anything about their visit other than I would definitely get some chocolate out of it. However, the promise of complimentary confectionary, plus an amber warning for extreme heat, persuaded me to pack the family into a Sunday morning drive to the air-conditioned attraction in the West Midlands.
As we drove through the village of Bournville, which was built by Cadbury for the workers when it was still a major factory, I did worry our sat nav has sent us the wrong way. My four-year-old certainly thought so as he repeatedly asked us where the chocolate was.
