The song about Mummy taking us to the zoo tomorrow was grossly inaccurate; I went today, and my mum, bless her, was nowhere to be seen. I wasn't bitter about her absence. She’s taken me to the zoo before. The last time was in the late Eighties, with my dad and my junior school friend Mark Smith in tow. The highlight was when a squirrel leapt onto Mark's leg and wouldn't let go; it was very amusing. (I lost contact with Mark soon afterwards. For all I know, it may still be attached.) The zoo I visited today was that there London one. You may have heard of it; it's quite famous. It even features in Bram Stoker's Dracula, don’t cha know. (Who's called Bram? Also, why was he so possessive over his blood-sucking creation?) Inspired by today's trip, I thought I'd share some animal-based trivia. It’s been meticulously researched. Are we sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin: Th...
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