In the field behind the cottage where my parents live, deep in the wilds of Somerset, there are Alpacas. Three of them in fact, coexisting quite happily with some chickens and the occasional sheep. Very odd. But they are very friendly – though too shy to let me get any closer than this.
Robert was very excited by this – last time we visited my parent’s house, he was dismayed to see that the “Pac-pac” were off getting their hair cut. So today’s visit was a big relief, as all three pac-pacs were back (and very closely shorn) and eager for visitors…