The day we moved into Elston Place Sheila brought Jess & Tom to the new house as we moved our stuff from Windsor Avenue a couple of kilometres away in Westville.

Standing on the driveway,  four-year-old TomTom looked up and saw the resident vervet monkey gang precariously wobbling across a wire high above.

He started fulminating against them, and They shouldn’t be here and What did they think, and This was OUR house . .

“TomTom, they belong here and we welcome them and we live in harmony with them, my boy” says Dad.

Unimpressed, Tom muttered:
“Well, they mustn’t come and complain to us if they get shocked!”