It was very quite, nothing was open, it was old and a little disappointing. I believe the dirty-old-rust-bucket-looking-things sitting quietly were called 'children's rides'. There were large aviary-type cages dotted throughout, that were empty. There was a little house where Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs hung out. The Dwarfs were a scary.
The last time we visited the Big Pineapple we were disappointed. It is old and rundown, things were closed, bits were dirty and there was no life. I remember going there when I was a young (good looking of course) lass and it was fun. There was life and people and things to do. You had trouble finding a seat at lunchtime and the parfait, man, that was my cup of tea. We haven't been back since those memories were given a beating. This Honey Factory reminded me of that. If it was back in the day when I was the younger, but equally good looking, Gail, it probably would have rocked.
The kids didn't really notice. There were ducks. They got to run. We ate cheezels.
The birds were pretty keen to see us, thinking we had some tucker. I went to the Cafe and got a few pieces of bread and bought a couple of bags of feed from the reception counter.
There were ducks, scrub turkeys . . . and a lizard.
Turns out everyone likes Cheezels. More than animal seed and bread. They had a snack of normal stuff, but it must have been the bright cheery colour of the wonderful creation called the Cheezel. The lizard loved them. See?
Lizard didn't like the scrub turkey. Anytime it merely glanced at an object resembling food, the lizard ran in to frighten and/or grab the food for itself. Nasty little lizard.
My two animals like Cheezels as well. Glad I got the tiny ones. Actually, it would have been funny to see the lizard attempt the normal size Cheezels.
Note: no animals were hurt or mistreated during this outing. As responsible humans we did not feed the lizard and/or bird life Cheezels. They stole them. Then I wanted photos to prove it.
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