
There was a place to interact with goats - you got a brush from the brush bucket, and brushed a goat. Which amused the boys for a few minutes only. There was a rope that the goats went and hid behind when they'd had enough of being brushed - most of the goats were there. As we were in the goat place, we met R, and his daughter A. R is a lecturer at Newcastle and is here for a year, partly working at Corporation of Current Employment, partly at the VA.

It's the way of zoos, especially zoos that keep their animals in conditions vague

All the boys wanted to do was go to the playground, and partly as a result of a new gorilla container being built, and partly as a result of my poor map reading skills, we took an extremely circuitous route, and took a long time to get there.
There was a hot metal sign at the playground, but being December, we ignored it. There was also a shower, presumably to cool down overheated children. Being December, A and D should have ignored that, but didn't.



A hose came out of the shredder, and spray the resulting snow into an area that was closed off with bales of hay, occasionally hitting the watching crowds with small bits of fast moving ice.

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