My Uncle Ren got me this sandpit for my birthday. It has 25 different buckets and spades and sand moulds and rakes and things, which Mummy says is a lot and I’m ever so lucky.

The best thing about sand is once you play in it you always have a bit of it on your person somewhere. You know, in your shoes or ears or something. Which is good, cos you never know when it might come in handy, like in Tescos or something.