That little monkey just stole my breakfast!

I’d been watching out of the corner of my eye as the youngster slowly sidled up to me along the edge of the rooftop. I tried to shoo him away, but the hand waft isn’t much of a deterrent to a sugar-loving primate, and after a brief standoff across the table he  launched an attack – stealing the dish of jam right off my plate and quickly scooping it into his mouth with his fingers.

Admittedly the fight I put up was pretty pathetic but we’d just arrived in town after a long and bumpy overnight bus ride and the monkey had sharper teeth than me.


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