This penguin had thrown away the script and showed its sweet face before the sun had set. As such it was ok to sneak a photo. We were told no photographs as everyone uses their flash which irritates the penguins.
The penguins swarmed en mass onto the beach just after 8pm and kept arriving until 9. They’d dry off and then scamper, or stumble and bumble if portly down a promenade to their little wooden boxes or burrows. They looked to me like dapper but drunk Englishmen..!