Okay, I know it's unimaginative, but not a lot in the English language starts with the letter Z. Especially not in my room! This is the toy zebra I found on the road between Holsworthy and Chilsworthy on a random expedition of mine last year. I named him Nigel, after a lad I'm friends with. He lives with other numerous teddies on my radiator (Don't worry, it's turned off!). As I wasn't expecting to spend the night in North Devon, I didn't bring Harry Hippo, so I'm just glad I found an abandoned toy to keep me company. It sounds rather immature, but I'm a real sucker for abandoned toys, and get the real guilties.