Combo-Breaker

So. Ian and I finally got round to taking the girls to Cotswold Wildlife Park after saying we would do so for almost a year...couldn't have picked a better day for the weather, and despite my google based insistence that we basically "go to Winsworth (or something) and turn left" [turns out you can't really base a car journey on those kind of directions], we got there OK.

Apparently, Esmae was underwhelmed by it all but they certainly enjoyed it at the time. Flo insists that all Lemurs are called "King Julians", Es apparently knows "all the birds there are, so these just look a bit different"....Ian and I know that if you can stand the whining then Ice Cream promises are worth it in the end.

Here's some pictorial evidence...Pics or GTFO!!