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Pyxis

calleyw wrote: »

In the end he went in the front of the hire van with my husband with a seat belt on LOL!!!!

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Georgie, many, many years ago, London Zoo did have all those animals. But then it became apparent to all zoos, that it was cruel to keep them in relatively confined spaces, and when Safari Parks were born, other zoos phased out the larger mammals. London Zoo is very limited on space for the big animals, so it's right that they don't have any!

I once went to London Zoo in the early 70s specifically to see a duck-billed platypus. I really, really wanted to see a live one. Trailed all around the zoo and couldn't find it, so asked a keeper where they were. He said, 'Australia'! They weren't allowed out of the country!
I was so disappointed!
I still haven't seen a live one, although I have seen a (very, very old) stuffed one in a semi-public collection.

Georgiegirl256

calleyw wrote: »

My husband was a very soppy sod. And a gentle man. Opening car doors etc. Makes me sad and want to cry to think about it now.

He sounds a lovely man Calley, and a total gentleman. You don't get that many of them nowadays.

Pyxis wrote: »

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Georgie, many, many years ago, London Zoo did have all those animals. But then it became apparent to all zoos, that it was cruel to keep them in relatively confined spaces, and when Safari Parks were born, other zoos phased out the larger mammals. London Zoo is very limited on space for the big animals, so it's right that they don't have any!.

Ah, interesting, but I agree, if they don't have the space then it's only right they don't keep any. I was just surprised, as we have a zoo not too far from us (about 40 odd miles away in Dalton in Furness) and I wouldn't have thought them to be as large a zoo as London, and they had all them animals plus more. London Zoo are building a Lion enclosure due to open in 2016. All in all it just seemed quite disappointing, the D in F zoo was better and from the sounds of it Edinburgh too. They do say Edinburgh is one of the best I think.

Waves_and_Smiles

Your husband sounds just like me, Calley! I frequently cuddle and rearrange my cuddlies which is no easy task as there are over 60 now!

My little reptile is fully out of the shell and it's adorable! I am not allowed to touch it for another 3 days because now it has grow!

I can remember when London Zoo had the large animals but even then they didn't really have much space. I rarely go to zoo's because I don't tend to be near one, so I opt for rescue centres and safari parks. Longleat is amazing but don't take a nice car because it's possible to have a lion on your bonnet or monkeys ripping mirrors off! The wildlife park we went to on holiday was huge, all of the tame animals could walk anywhere they wished including over public footpaths and the enclosures for the more dangerous ones were so huge that you had to walk around the outside of them and search for the animals. Even the field mice had a huge cage that filled a room.

My teacher friend is wonderful. He was talking to me about our plans when we meet soon and he said (and he won't mind me quoting this)-

"We won't be too tired. You'll probably be more tired having driven all the way from home. We'll then make sure you have hot chocolate and toast and get you to bed around 11pm"

He still very much treats me as the little girl he looked after when we first met and it makes me feel so safe. WaSp finds it hilarious but to my teacher friend I will always be 13 and need looking after. it makes me and my other little ones feel very secure, I never had that from my own parents so it means the world.

Pyxis

I don't think it matters how old you are, WaS, there are always times when you need to be looked after and taken care of.

When my remaining parent died, I truly felt 'orphaned', even though I was nearly sixty, and had had a dreadful relationship with said parent. It was the realisation that there wouldn't ever again be anyone taking on the parent role for me. So I felt orphaned.

I got over it, of course, after a while, but there's nothing wrong with being parented from time to time! Make the most of it!

calleyw

Waves_and_Smiles wrote: »

Your husband sounds just like me, Calley! I frequently cuddle and rearrange my cuddlies which is no easy task as there are over 60 now!

My younger (by 3 yrs) brother when he was little had loads of cuddly toys on his bed. use to get them at jumble sales.

He has so many you could not see him when he was in bed. Not sure how he did not scare himself when he woke in the middle of the night.

I do sleep with my toy Dog Mr Quick :rotfl: well it beats a belching, farting, wriggling man anyday :rotfl:

As you can see I have grown very accustomed to sleeping alone now. have done for many years now.

A couple of years ago when I had a man friend. Never was a boyfriend. Who use to sleep over on the odd occasion. I could never get a decent nights sleep with another body in the bed .

Yours

Calley

Pyxis

Yes. I sleep in a 4ft 6" double, and I don't know how there'd be room for anyone else! I spread! In all directions! (Not at once! )

Would have to have a huge king size bed, I suppose! Except there isn't room for one in my bedroom!

Oh well! It's all rather academic these days, anyway! :rotfl:

calleyw

Pyxis wrote: »

When my remaining parent died, I truly felt 'orphaned', even though I was nearly sixty, and had had a dreadful relationship with said parent. It was the realisation that there wouldn't ever again be anyone taking on the parent role for me. So I felt orphaned.

I read an article about this a long time ago and the term used was adult orphan.

Here is an article about it.

I am very luck as both my parents are still alive and I am nearly 43. But my mum is 70 this year and my father is 67. I Know that is not old but you know what I mean. And I don't mean this horribly but In would prefer my dad went first and then my mum. But for other reasons it will be more messy if he goes first.

Also means who ever goes first I have to deal with my older brother urghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! He is a total pig who for nearly 4 years has leeched off my parents. And they allow it. But thats another story.

Yours

Calley

Waves_and_Smiles

I may as well sleep alone , Calley because i am a bed and duvet stealer! Wasp usually ends up with a few inches and clinging to the edge of the mattress while I am stretched out over the rest. He often gets up and sleeps on the couch and I don't even notice, i just grab the extra few inches!

I can understand that, Pyxis. As much as i had little relationship with my mother I still felt like an orphan when she died. My teacher friend does make up a lot for that, though. I have never really become an adult to him, he is extremely protective of me and does treat me as if i am still a child which I actually really like. He always says I am the daughter he should have had, other than biologically we are very much father and daughter and always have been. He is 74 now and I do wonder how I will cope when he isn't here anymore, he has been a constant in my life for 33 years through all of the worse times.

calleyw

Pyxis wrote: »

Yes. I sleep in a 4ft 6" double, and I don't know how there'd be room for anyone else! I spread! In all directions! (Not at once! )

LOL!!! thats like me. Star fish :j

I don't mind sharing my bed for certain umm activities, but them staying over night don't think so. I have a spare bedroom he can sleep in there LOL!!!!

Thats if I ever get a another boyfriend. Not doing very well on that front. And the last person I went out with admits they snore like a train :eek:

Yours

Calley

codemonkey

I'm the opposite. We have a standard double bed. Bear in mind DH is 6'3" and I'm 5'9". Now, as the chunkier half of the partnership, you'd think I get more of the bed. Not true. I sleep on the very edge with my legs hanging out. If I so much as move DH invades my space and he sleeps so soundly, I can't make him move back by prodding him (I've tried). To make it even more fun he's also a duvet hogger so he wraps himself up like a sausage roll and I get a sliver of duvet that half covers me. If I complain I am told I'm talking nonsense and he's on the edge of the bed. It's even worse when DA dog joins us for a cuddle.

ETA: thinking about it, DH is from a normal family and didn't have a serious relationship until he met me so never really had to share a bed, whereas my family situation meant I shared a bed a lot of the time, so used to sacrificing my space.