When my son and I moved to Florence last autumn I naively dismissed the tales of the cold, wet Florentine winters with a cynical wave of my hand. “I’m from England,” I replied. “I’m sure I can handle it.” Having spent a long, hot summer here darting between the shady spots of the many piazzas I couldn’t envision us roaming the streets of Florence in big coats and woolly hats. So you can imagine my surprise when winter hit, the heavens opened and the city became awash with tourists in waterproof ponchos as the Arno river gushed and swelled. Fortunately, the resourcefulness we acquire as mums has led me to discover some charming activities for kids here, come rain or shine.