But my favourite childhood daydream was "hidden-to-grown-ups-eyes" miniature towns with teeny people going about their tiny lives secretly somewhere in the undergrowth in gardens.
And that fairies, elves, pixies and all things tiny and magic were also there, mixing freely with the inhabitants of tiny-towns.
I was a pure product of Enid Blyton, that wondrous writer of kids books.
These days I'm very into my grandchildren -
and since they are a good excuse to revisit that beloved fantasy world, I am grabbing the opportunity.
Here is my first step -
Can't see anything? Try the next pic . . .
My instructions to DH were:
"Don't say anything to the girls. I want to see how long it takes them to discover the fairies."
I kid you not - it took those little girls less than 2 minutes!
Then they quickly identified with them:
Lulu: "This one is me, she has my colour hair."
How observant are they?!
I never even noticed the hair colours!
I wonder if I could find a whole bunch of miniature everythings and make my fantasy tiny town.
For the girls of course.