Never at a loss for something to do, I was dusting the bookshelves on Sunday morning (in preparation for yet another revamp of our private Dewey system!) when I let myself get distracted by Harold Clunn’s The Face of London. It’s a book I have yet to read more than a few pages of, although I have now made a start on it, having read a few amusing lines about crazy bus drivers in Islington. Leafing through the rest of the book, I found a pair of tickets to Bristol Zoo.

The price has gone up a bit since these tickets were issued. Adult admission is now £11.81, so remember to take out a small mortgage if you’re thinking of going. Oh and by the way — don’t feed the bears!