Right. This is definitely it for a while. No really, it is. Yep. For sure. No more competitions for AGES. YONKS. Oooooh MONTHS. Well, that's what I told RGH anyway, after he read of my caption choosing fiasco yesterday and thought it may be necessary for me to go back to the day job on Wednesdays to finance my addiction to giving stuff away. He didn't actually say as much but we've been together long enough now for me to know that look.
Anyway ..... on with the competition!
Sadly, after winning the last draw Myra never came back to claim her monkey back-pack prize ......
...... here it is showing off it's ability to carry other monkeys inside itself, but if you don't happen to have any monkeys that need carrying around, how about this ......
...... surely everybody has snacks they need to transport at times.
If you're not familiar with my blog, this is why I'm giving away my back-pack made of monkey knit, and to be honest, I'll be glad when it's gone as it's only gathering dust in the spare room with Dennis, the scary sock-monkey menace.
So, for a chance to win my back-pack please leave a comment on this post. No captions for me to stress over, just a simple comment (no cruel ones thanks - you know who you are) and next Thursday I'll do another draw.
Just the one rule again, that you have to come back to check if you've won. Otherwise this pesky competition could run and run.
Oh-oh. She's trying to get rid of me again. If I just sit. very. still ......
On tomorrow's post there'll be news of HP1, who finally reached his destination safely, despite somebody inadvertently transposing the numbers in the recipients address. *Sigh* Numbers. They're all maths to me.