IMAGINE it. You’re walking through a woodland glade on a lovely spring day. There’s a scent of bluebells, growing things and fresh green leaves in the air. Off to one side, a wickerwork house and circle of logs upended to make seats amongst a grove of oaks mark where a forest school has been set up. There’s a woodland pond, where the iridescent shapes of dragonflies flit and dip across the surface and, at the end of the path you’re following, a picnic area. Through the trees to your left you can see an open-air theatre: that’s where you came to see a production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream a few days ago.