You'll have to scratch mine, I can't reach yours.

I agree, it's not an Alpaca, it's a ''Lah cuddy''. Any more than those Marmosets were Llamas.
On a whim Herself migrated from not quite up to our Thursday "Off for the day" to "Lets visit the Alpacas." Apparently they've been established for a number of years I can't remember twixt 10 & 20, so it's high time we had a decko at them.

I think, subconsciously, I was swayed by the proximity to Easter.
;¬))

For the princely sum of a quid you can go down and get close up, but not personal, with/to them. The wool(?) is a lot longer staple than I imagined. We could have come away with the bank well and truly rupted if ... Clothes had been a teeny bit bigger or I hadn't already had two hats. I was sorely tempted by the fact that at least I wouldn't have looked like another bloody Antipodean.
Ah well, c'est la vie.
Need I add we enjoyed the ubiquitous cuppa?