The Bear & I

Well actually the bear is in the enclosure down over my left shoulder. The title of this post was not designed to be a description of my lovely Uncle Daren, despite the fact that he still has a very full head of hair - not to be confused with my Dad, whose balding pate is surely the real reason behind this whole kippah wearing thing.

So my Uncle, Aunt Pip and Mum and Dad took me to the Zoo. Lucky me. THere were lions and tigers and bears, but I was probably most excited by discovering a new way to chew on the plastic rings that Mummy managed to attach to the buggy, delicious.
In honesty I'm still a little too young to be impressed by the Komodo dragon and the Vietnemese Pot-Bellied pig, but at least the brothers & sisters in law had a lovely time,

All together now, 'we'll all going to the zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow ...'