Breakfast.

I love the way he's balanced his backside on a bridge made from rock, and is tucking into what I think may be a leg of lamb.

A few minutes later he got bored with the meat and headed for the fish course.

He swam over to where the fish was laying in the water, (it is dead by the way) picks it up delicately by the tail and returns to his seat on the bridge.

He then proceeds to tearing off the skin in long thin strips, before delicately eating the fish.

For such large animals, it astonishes me how dexterous they are.

They fascinate me everyday, I never get tired of watching them.