Who's that...

looking back at me?

Today we went to London Zoo. Why, I still can't quite fathom.

Upon entry to the zoo, Amy made it her sole mission to get through each and every animal enclosure in the quickest time humanly possible.

The whinging and the moaning, the crying and foot stamping... and that was just the husband! Oh, and the overpriced food, the waffing aromas of which made me want to die..

The journey home was hot and stressful and vomit filled.



On a positive note, I enjoyed the penguins



I apologise for the lack of commenting. I tend to feel like death most of the time.