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MisterMunkey

Let me firstly introduce myself to t'internet.

I have very little recollection of my early years growing up in the Tropics until I was adopted at the age of two by a lady who worked at Paignton Zoo.

She became my benefactor in England, providing me with very comfortable accommodation & a reasonable standard of living until her sad demise, late 2004 after what can only be described as a bizarre gardening accident. After her death, I was adopted by a generous - if not kind - couple, who owned a small human of their own, up in the frozen north. They took it upon themselves to yank me from the dregs of doom & show me a bit of this lovely planet.


"Before you can find out about the world in which we live - You need to find out about yourself" They said. So a trip to St Catherines House in that big London & a thorough search on said internet , found out this about my original mother:

"Mrs Munkey was not born in India where her father wasn't a member of the Diplomatic Service. As a girl, she suffered no horrific abuse at the hands of nuns and neither was she educated at Roedean, where she didn't become Head Girl. She did not receive a scholarship to Cambridge where she never read History, not working after graduation for the British Consul in Paris, where she wasn't discovered by an internationally famous film director who didn't ask him to write a screenplay for him, subsequently not becoming her first husband.

After not returning to England, she held no influential positions at the BBC before not being appointed Literary Editor of a well regarded newspaper. She did not then surprise everybody by launching herself on a successful literary career as the author of a series of best-selling cookery books.

She was not married with two children and didn't live in a former vicarage or old post office in Sussex, where she never enjoyed walking her dogs or playing the piano. She had no homes in Highgate, Cape Cod, Manhattan or Nice where she never wrote two acclaimed post- Modernist novels. In 1996 she wasn't made a Dame of the British Empire & her much anticipated biography is not shortly to be published by Hodder & Stoughton."




That over with, we set off on our adventures with a sense of wonderment of the world of opportunities in which we live, desperate to enjoy each day to the max.



There follows some scribblings on my aspect of Human/Nature.


My philosophy these days - Live every day as if its your last.


One day, you'll be right.


Regards.



Mr. M.










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April 30th 2011

Some months ago a public holiday was announced back in Blighty due to some bloke - being the son of a Prince - getting married to a girl who had also never really had a proper job. An opportunity was spotted for a rare mid-term escape for our little gang as the date fell between a four day Easter break and the May Bank Holiday weekend meaning that three official days off work would reap a twelve day holiday. Mum took the organisational reigns on this one and started scouring the internet for a suitable bolt-hole, deciding that the Aegean coast of Turkey would be a worthwhile destination. I'd not done a trip like this before. Previously our jaunts have pretty much involved buying a plane ticket to somewhere warm & sorting out the details once ... read more



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January 7th 2011

We'd just sat down with drinks at the table when there was a sharp crack - crack sound nearby. The young man on the scooter now lay motionless slumped on the ground in a distorted heap. Still straddling his fallen bike but now with blood pumping from a hole in his left cheek and another in the back of his head. Eyes closed and a blank expression on his face, nothing could be done to help him. He was very dead. With the Claret Of Life running into the gutter being slowly diluted by the constant heavy rainfall, his assailants melded into the growing crowd of stunned onlookers. All this going on at eight thirty on a Thursday evening in an otherwise peaceful out of the way fisherman's village. Before continuing, I need to firstly rewind ... read more



Beaches & Cream

Published: February 7th 2011Asia » Thailand » South-West Thailand » Ko Tao
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January 5th 2011

Despite not having all our time consumed with diving activities, a couple or three days to kill here is a great taster but not quite long enough to really get to grips with how it all works these days. There seems to be a feel that main town of Sairee at least, has subtly changed since our last visit a little over two years ago. Looking outwardly the same to all intents & purposes but most, if not all of the establishments seem to have improved their facilities and at the same time increased their prices disproportionately. The day of the five pound a night gaff over here seems to be harder to find now. Even though prices had nearly doubled, we were still spending thirty pounds a night less than the freezing Travel Inn where ... read more



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January 3rd 2011

The Tao of Pooh is a book written by a man named Benjamin Hoff. The book is intended as an introduction to the eastern belief of the power of Tao, home of the black & white Ying & Yang symbol, written for the ears of us Westerners. Laying down how the Universe works in layman's terms, it employs the fictional characters of A. A. Milne's Winnie-the-Pooh stories to explain the basic principles of philosophical Taoism. The book starts with a description of The Vinegar Tasters which is an actual painting, portraying the three great eastern thinkers - Confucius, Buddha & Laozi. All mulling over a vat of vinegar & each tasting the "Vinegar Of Life". Confucius finds it sour, Buddha finds it bitter but Laozi, the traditional founder of Taoism, finds it satisfying. A bit like ... read more



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January 2nd 2011

Evidence suggests that there have been settlements on these islands for over 2000 years, mostly inhabited by fishermen, humble coconut farmers and their families. The doors only really being opened up to the Western world in the last three decades or so since regular ferry services have started to bring in the intrepid tourist dollar. Back in the day, even managing to reach these shores would have been considered to be a major task but - when landing from the boat at Thong Sala, the journey would've only just begun. When the big fella first came here in '87 the only road out from the main town came to a sudden halt after four or so miles somewhere near Ban Tai. The choices then being to either stay at one of the few bungalow arrangements around ... read more



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December 29th 2010

Sitting at home planning these trips well in advance is a gas. Working through a forward thinking diary, its easy to tick a couple of boxes to decide to stay two nights at one place, three at the next before moving on again etc. Sounds great on paper. The average human being, living in a cocooned world that the ingests all the information they are given on the internet, clicks buttons on the laptop & assumes that everything will flow smoothly with times actually relating to a local clock or published timetable - is running almost certainly down the road to insanity. The reality generally evolves into a game of Catch Up as an inevitable delay here and there caused by a delayed flight, missed bus or cancelled train; chucks the whole schedule into mayhem. The ... read more



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December 27th 2010

The survival of the human race can be attributed to many factors. Obviously having opposable thumbs has helped Man to grab things and make stuff like tools, shelter, clothing and cars. This gives Mankind some sort of superiority complex over other forms of life but beware - Its only a matter of time before dolphins evolve something similar & with a 40% greater cranial capacity than your average Sun reader, it will then be game over for the ape race. Unless of course, those living near the sea were to learn to communicate using a system of clicks and whistles in a frequency range of 4 to 150 kHz. It would also be a good idea if we could encourage humans to start practicing their echolocation as soon as possible in order to repel the ... read more



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December 25th 2010

Its often considered that to re-visit a previously enjoyed Hotspot is a bad move as times change, the relentless anvil of development hammers away at the initial lure of the location & disappointment often awaits as it's no longer like it had been back in the Good Old Days. Thankfully this is not the case at Mai Pen Rai the premier bungalow set-up at the idylic sandy cove located on the remote & peaceful east coast of the island. Although one member of our troupe first came here twenty years ago this particular Gem has not resisted change as such but grown with it. Back in the day there were no more than a dozen or so simple windowless palm roofed pointy shacks on stilts. Over time this has blossomed into an uncluttered layout of 40 ... read more



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December 23rd 2010

Five days after leaving home our long anticipated principle destination was at last within sight. Surviving the first two nights at Stansted Airport, the third night on a 14 hour flight trying to find comfort in some of the most cramped seats in the aviation industry, a brief bit of respite for one night in a posh Malaysian hotel followed by a disjointed nights slumber on a stop-start sleeper train, we were ready for a kip to say the least. The ten hour minibus trek from Butterworth had delivered us to Surat Thani around six pm. Given as the last boat of the day leaves at seven, you'd have thought that Plan A had worked rather well. But - Thailand being the way it is, the 7 o'clock boat from Surat Thani actually leaves from ... read more



I Can't Believe Its Not Butterworth

Published: January 15th 2011Asia » Malaysia » Penang » Butterworth
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December 22nd 2010

We'd done some homework for the next leg of our trip. The target being to try & make the 440 or so miles overland from KL to Surat Thani up in Thailand in the most adventurous way possible but within a reasonable timescale. Doing it in a day seemed unlikely as the only direct rail link involved an eight hour wait to change trains & getting to Surat Thani at exactly the same time as the night boat left for Ko Phangan. We liked to think that with a little cunning we could cheat the system & find a few shortcuts although the timetables didn't look promising. However when travelling On The Hoof there's always that glimmer of hope in the back of your mind that wants to believe that it all actually will fit together. ... read more






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