Sunday 1 March 2009

Dancing birds.

Well the dance was a bit of a wash out. The only notable events were when Racist Julie started a fight with Anthea from the insect house and when I sat in a puddle of Baileys on the dance floor when we were doing Oops Upside Your Head and got a dirty great stain in my lilac hot pants.

The meerkat in my locker's starting to reek now. I'll have to get rid of it pretty soon before they start asking questions. For the time being it's in a Marks & Spencer bag and wrapped up in an old cardigan and every now and then I febreeze my locker but still - it's really not very nice.

A funny thing happened today - I was heading towards the elephant enclosure, I passed the Japanese gardens and went down the hill towards the flamingo lake where I noticed some of the birds acting strangely. They were all shuffling around in what appeared to be random directions but slowly as I watched them they formed a perfect straight line. A few seconds later they all started doing high kicks in perfect unison! It was like watching the Tiller Girls in action! I shouted to Vinnie who was picking up an old nappy from behind a bench nearby and he came running but by the time he got there they'd all dispersed again and he didn't see a thing! He says he thinks there's something wrong with me. That's not very nice is it?



Barbara