Monday, August 6

No. 8 - The tale so far

One day, a knitted monkey junkie created a new monkey made of knit and gave him the inspired name of No. 8. She spent some time photographing him with his primate peers and then she unceremoniously bundled him into a box and sent him to Liverpool, to live with her friend and her friend's husband.

Her friend, being a kind and generous person, realised that the mad monkey lady may miss No. 8 and worry about his welfare (...... yeah, right .....) so she sent regular updates and news of No. 8.

Here are his latest adventures ......

No. 8 recently auditioned as a replacement for David Attenborough in the TV documentary Planet Earth .....

..... sadly though, with his inability to actually talk, he wasn't offered the job. His pointing skills were highly recommended though.

Next he put himself up to be the new face of Right-Guard underarm deodorants ......

..... and happily he was successful in this endeavor and should be appearing on a screen near you shortly. As long as you live in Japan.

To celebrate his success in the rigorous audition process, the friend and her husband took No. 8 on a day trip around Liverpool, to see the sights......




And to have a fun trip on the Ferry across the Mersey.



While on board, the friends husband was sadly submitted to heckling along the lines of "Eh, Monkeh!" in a Johnny Vegas type fashion which embarrassed him no end and led him to encourage the friend to hurry up and take the ******* ****** *********** photo.

Her husband's obvious embarrassment, combined with the "Eh, Monkeh!" taunts, led the friend to be rendered incapable of taking said ******* ****** *********** photo, by being doubled up with laughter, which led to camera shake. Which in turn led to more taunting and unease for the husband.

When she learnt of their mis-adventures, the creator helpfully pointed out that the more often he gets it out in public, the easier it will become. And the monkey. (Because the old ones are always the best)

Finally, after a long and fun-filled day, the trio took a stroll past Anfield, the home of the Liverpool Football club. Either those gates are MASSIVE, or No. 8 is much, much smaller than the creator remembers him. Go on, see if you can spot the monkey .......


Incidentally, the creator felt that the signage above the gate was very appropriate, as although it says "You'll never walk alone", all that's really visible is "You'll never walk". Quite mean though, to point that out to a knitted monkey. Why don't they go the whole hog and proclaim "You'll just sit around the place" or "You'll have to be carried everywhere". I'm just saying.

6 comments:

Lucy Locket said...

Making an innocent knitted monkey go to a football stadium is a cruelty too far. I'm calling the RSPCKM immediately.

Tracy said...

oh how i have missed you my knitted monkee friends ........
glad at least one of you was allowed a holiday this year.
tracy x

April said...

I can't see #8 by the gates!!! Maybe he snuck through for a pint.

Marissa said...

This blog is brilliant! I love it! Do you have the monkee pattern to share? Northern California is aching for a monkey...

Ruth said...

Monkees with numbers for a name. You do realize what that means, right?

(singing)
(drum beat: PLOOMP!)
Seee-cret ... AAAAgent Monk(eee)
They've given you a number, and took away your name.

very cool blog- I just added it to my roll!

Zoebert said...

In my next life, I want to come back as a knitted Monkee! They seem to have all the fun!