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“It’s eaten my money!” he spluttered.

“Look at me! Look at me! I’m covered

in…what is this stuff?”

The attendant hurried over to help Mr

Brown to his feet.

“I’m so sorry sir,” she said. “It’s goat

droppings.”

“Aghhhhh!” said Mr Brown for the second

time.

“I’ll er…I’ll get help!” said the attendant.

Five minutes later another park attendant

and a supervisor had arrived. They said

how sorry they were about Mr Brown’s lost

wallet and money. They had an official form

for writing down what had happened. Mr

Brown had to give his name: George

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