I never minded soft play, as long as the place had a decent cafe and I was armed with a stack of reading matter. There's a massive one just outside Croydon which is so big I wouldn't set eyes on the DCs for hours. And the cafe sold bruschetta and wine by the glass.

Sorry to hear about the eye, Crem. Don't scratch it, or the Cone of Shame will be coming your way too. 
I can't believe the week is almost over. DM was here today, looking after the DDs while DS was getting properly filthy playing football (it was a real sit-on-a-binbag job when I picked him up; he even had mud in his ears). Tomorrow DD1 is off to Camden Market with friends, and on to a sleepover, DS is meeting friends locally, and DD2 is off to holiday club. It's Pyjama Day, so she's going in her penguin onesie.