My Dad is an Alien!!!!!!!

My Dad is and Alien!!!!!!!!!! T'is true dear readers, Dad (and, ok Mum as well) have been given a new plastic card an 'Alien Certificate of registration!' I knew it all along! That's why they're different, that's why they're my Mum and Dad!!!! To be fair Dad has been bitten on his head which looks like my good friend the Count's work, and he's had a headache, maybe he's changing into a being from another planet!!!

Wow! We travelled on a real life motorcycle and sidecar through the busy streets of Manila, must admit dear readers that small monkey buttocks were clenched! T'is a bit like the A1 but U-turns are allowed, horn blowing encouraged and lane changing at random seems quite normal! Bit like Devon then! Well; without the horn blowing as a warning!

We spent an awfully long time in a building called immigration, they were dead nice in there. Was the first place in ages where the men and women in uniform weren't carrying guns! It had a cafe and everything. I got a bit confused, as we had to keep going to different windows to fill in forms, answer lots of questions, have a police check to make sure that Mum and Dad haven't been naughty and `pay a gorillas' ransom in monkey gold and for what? Yep a small stamp in one's monkey passport and a shiny card for my Mum and Dad! I mean….HOW MUCH??? Dad told Mum that he was so shocked at the price that he forgot all about his headache!

Anyway monkey moan over, we can stay here a bit longer which means that I can enjoy my new found hobby, climbing coconut trees!!!! I discovered coconut trees in Sabang, t'is a very odd place! It's full of blokies wandering around with big tummies speaking funny languages! Perhaps they are aliens - a bit like my Dad! Dad Dad Daddy are you going to talk funny soon?? Anyway! we went to Sabang on a funny little boat, much smaller that the one we travelled on to the paradise island of the 'Isle of Wight!' T'was great fun, the sun on monkey fur, the roar of the ocean and smell of the crowd…huh? oops sorry wrong blog!!!! Anyway we had a roof top pool and bar to ourselves, shame they played the same c*ap music over and over again! Not a single pirate sea shanty to be heard anywhere! Now as a final comment, Mum and Dad decided to be teenagers again. We got up at 4am to catch the coach, to then catch then boat to take us to the Island. You know what time Mum and Dad went to bed? 2am the next day! Shocking stuff! No wonder Dad has a headache!

Stay tuned Monkey FM screaming in your ears!!!!!