I’m sure if we’d packed one more item in the car (the kitchen sink perhaps) the contents would have tumbled out of the misty windows and onto the wet road, leaving a little trail behind, from my house to BirdWorld.
But it’s always best to come prepared, don’t you think? Picnic hamper, cool bag, picnic rug, large umbrella, small umbrella, trainers (if only I'd worn mine), jackets, directions, spare picnic rug, sweeties, more food and drink, camera, and everything else you would need for a day out looking at birds.
Yep, it was another weekend and another day spent with the animals. This time the chosen destination was BirdWorld. Again, the clue is in the name - BirdWorld has 26 acres of aviaries and beautiful landscaped gardens. You can adopt an animal, feed the penguins, walk with llamas, and hire the whole place out for a mere £500.
Or you could just walk around in the rain, taking photographs and feeling sorry for the birds. This is what my lovely friend and I did on Saturday. There were all sorts of brightly coloured and unusual looking feathered animals. I even had a conversation with a parrot. Well we said hello and bye-bye, and I think he said a rude word but I can’t be sure, I could of imagined the rude word. But it didn’t feel right, staring at their beady eyes through the wires in the cage. Okay, some of the cages were pretty big, but not quite as big as a jungle where they are free to spread their wings and fly around, perching on trees every now and then to rest and watch jungle activities.
I much preferred looking at the flowers and the farm animals, I didn’t feel so guilty looking at these.
We also had a picnic in the rain. Beef sandwiches, a selection of strong cheeses, pates, cold and spicy sausages, strawberries and cream, and other yummy picnic type food. The good old fashioned English picnic, with the good old fashioned English weather.
There’s plenty to see and do at BirdWorld, we walked around admiring the animals, and feeding some of them with dried worms (rather them than me) and at the end of the day I realised I had a good old fashioned blister.
I hope you all had an enjoyable weekend dear readers.
Pictures of the day:
The pink flamingos.
The greater rhea.
That's what I think to your dried worms. You could of saved me a fairy cake!
Hello Mr goat.