"Alison is a rabbit," the kids delight in shouting out pantomime style.
"No," says our ringmaster, she's a 'rab-bird'."
After the show we wander around the farm, enjoying the live music is in the band), lining up for a sausage from the sausage sizzle, then taking a seat at one of the garden tables set with a bunch of peonies, of course. It's so pretty, everywhere we look; from the fields of flowers to the special picnic rug set up under a romantic blossoming tree with champagne in an ice bucket and two gloriously old-fashioned glasses waiting to be filled. (We discover later in the day that this little vignette was actually the site of a late afternoon proposal.)