Paignton Zoo

Some Paignton Zooers

A few pictures from last weeks visit to Paignton zoo.

An albino lechwe sat quietly ruminating, aloofly detached.


Don’t think he could be the fella fighting the male who jumped over the back fence and into a suburban driveway last week. Too white and too docile to be a bad bully guy  (sadly the escaped male had to be put down)

This baboony couple were ‘at it’ constantly. Or perhaps, more accurate to say, he was ‘at’ her constantly.

When baboon ladies are ‘on’ their bottom bit is swollen up something scandalous.


Here’s an Emperor Tamarin replete with tufty tufts tache.


Didn’t have enough time to have fun with him (or her) (like we’d had with the tufted puffins at Living Coasts)

Here’s the emu again (I put on the vid)


I’m not zooming up here, I was stood this close to it. Daft ain’t it?!

It kept nodding off.


I wanted to find it funny. And it was in a way (absurd looking)

But also giving off something wearily forlorn and melancholic.

Finally, is this stork seen as we were walking towards the exit


How dapper he is, like a fusty old gent. Shame about the netting.

I could put more photo’s on but I think this’ll do.

Words & Photo’s: Ian Nisbet

Zoos Blues

We got plenty of cuddly cute value out of Paignton Zoo (see the other vid)
But, at times, we were also feeling a bit chastened, and saddened.

Paignton Zoo is not shabby. They keep their animals well fed and watered.

But it’s not possible to see the solitary cheetah cooped up in its little pen and not feel dismayed; where’s it’s mate? where can it sprint?
It’s lonely life seems redundant, pointless.

And the rhinos. Hardly any left in this world. We’re rapidly slaughtering them into extinction.
The safest places for them appear to be locked away in zoos.
These rhinos look at you with their ears. And they hardly seem to be there at all. As still as soft stone. Forlornly disappearing into their within, sorry for themselves almost. Bereft.

In the vid I’ve also included a weary emu; close up, s/he seemed comical at first, but slowly became parodic, pathetic.

There’s plenty of harmless fun to be had in a zoo.
But there’s also much sorrow.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet

Nicey nicey Zoo zoo

Off to Paignton Zoo today (last time i visited was 2009; for Haze it was more than 20 years ago)

There were lots of Gold Medal Moments

A couple of 3 month old lion boy cubs tumbling about, pestering their nice dad (Lucifer)
A tiger cub bouncing between her mom (Shakira) and dad (Fabi).
Meerkats squabbling under a spot lamp.
An emu’s lidded eyes (see next post/vid)
A pure white albino lechwe sat still up on the hill.
An anaconda sloughing off its skin underwater.
A emperor tamarins tufty tufts.

The sweetest moment was saved till last: the red panda.
We had to wait for him/her to wake up and climb down out of his/her fir tree. A keeper had come and stuck bamboo in the top of the roof hut. The sleeping panda, awakes, friskily climbs and circles, racing across right in front of us.

Then we went and had one last look at those little lions cubby bubbing about so cutely.

Here’s the vid.

We were in the zoo all day (5 hours plus)

Come the end, Haze was still bubbing about. Like a cheeky lion cub.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet