The tasteful end of tacky in the ever-immaculate Lewis Ginter Gardens. The best bits were the quiet backwaters where the insane colour combinations and overwhelming gleam of LEDs dissipated. However the spirit of the crowds was amicable, the night balmy and the sandpit was magical in the dark. There really is no National Trust styling this side of the pond, but a touch of 40s Disney never fails to cheer the soul.
GardenFest of Lights
