The Zoo!

We were lured by rumours of a baby panda who was having a day off. But the rest of the animals were mostly charming - and only a couple (pacing tigers, a lonely jaguar, a put-upon gentleman wallaby who gave the impression of reclining complete with smoking jacket and cigarillo, and the song birds) looked truly miserable. It was a childishly happy way to spend the morning - as long as all moral qualms were left at the gate. . .

These are not the most exotic animals, but have had the most lasting linguistic impact on our holiday. They have been renamed the fatsies. The fatsie adults were lying in the sun, paws in the air, barely capable of moving. They dragged their rear legs rather than bother to get up and waddle. And so we have to fatsie, to be a fatsie, to eat a fatsie, or to have a fatsie day.