March Of The Dinosaurs

Last year I made a post about the latest additions to my back garden, namely a couple of plastic dinosaurs.  (Read it HERE )    Well, recently I had a bad attack of impulse buying and ended up coming home with a whole bagful of miniature saurians.

And here they are migrating towards their new home. Try and imagine the soundtrack to One Million BC playing as you read onwards.

A motley collection of thunder lizards trek across the barrens.

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  An uneasy truce exists between the different species, with the relationship between the herbivores 

and the sole carnivore being particularly tense. 

 Legend has it that on the other side of this barren  veg patch  wilderness lies a land of tall trees and delicious plants. 

What the carnivore is hoping for is anybodies guess and nobody feels like asking him. 

It would almost certainly involves the words "Slow", "defenceless" and "well-marbled"

 By unanimous decision Brutus the Brachiosaur is the leader. mainly because he can step on anybody that argues, 

but also because a guy who can spot things from 30ft up is exactly the dinosaur you want on point. 

He has nice eyes too. Everybody likes the eyes. 

Will our saurian explorers ever reach the promised land?

Will anybody mysteriously disappear overnight while Mr Carnivore strangely gains weight? 

Does anybody know what the bloody hell all these dinosaurs actually are? 

Why is that one guy bright orange? 

These questions may or may not get answered in a later post. 

That's all folks.