Back to Fluffy Monkeys

While all we could talk about was every detail of our momentous Sorry Day Ollie discovered a fluffy (as opposed to a stinky) monkey hiding in Rodney's leafy golden ash tree. He told me all about it.


And afterwards he was sufficiently mellow to be photographed with A.

A discarded his shirt. It's hard to stay dry on the slippery slide on an early morning ride.

Miss E knows what yay means.