GUESS MY WEIGHT

Byron had barely recovered from his Climbing Accident when he reappeared at the Guess My Weight stall, disguised as a... Rabbit? Donkey? It's hard to be sure.

The point of this stall (if there IS a point) is to guess the weight of the Wild Animal at a cost of £5 — if I guess correctly, I get my £5 back. 

I handed over my £5. I guessed Byron's weight. I was not correct. I was not surprised.

I asked Byron what the row of sandbags was for — was he expecting the garden to flood? He told me they were just in case people got too good at guessing his weight.

At this point, I noticed that one of the sandbags was already resting on the platform of the weighing machine, concealed behind B's back legs...

Dave the Pig is following me around morosely, so I will definitely have a word with Wilson about Working Conditions in his Wildlife Park, and find out exactly what he said to Dave that has so upset him. 

In fact, I shall find Wilson now and confront him!