Overwhelmed by great flood

Drove back from Whipsnade Zoo just in time to make the drama group at six o'clock. Life is like this. I rush from one moment to the next in states of urgency and near panic. Then, when I eventually slump down in front of the computer, my brain shuts off. Sometimes I swear it leaves the room. Perhaps it goes off and has a cup of tea or a walk in the garden. It may even go shopping, but it probably forgets what it went for, so it doesn't come back with anything useful, like dinner.

I suppose this is a way of saying I had planned to sit here all calm and composed and type up a proper story of our trip to Whipsnade Zoo today, but my brain decided to up and leave. It has probably had enough, what with being hounded to find lemurs, chase cheetahs and run about after fish before they shut up the aquarium. Anyway my brain left my fingers on the keyboard, as you can see, so they still tippytappy away and even post photos of a sitatunga, peacock tail and cute otters that squeak nearly as loud as Squirrel in delight when she sees them and wants to go live with them forever, since they are a better option than her present family, apparently.





Or I could post a picture of Tiger. She is learning to do what mummy Grit does. She is running across a field at full pelt under a deluge.