Monkey Me Old Jack's Boat

Ha! Oh! And good day to you.

# This is the place to be

# For Salty Dog and me

# Down by the harbour we'll be there

# Round every corner there's something to share

# Give us a cheer Our friends are here

# Just Salty Dog and me... #

Ha-ha! Come on, Salty.

# This is the place to meet

# Down at the end of the street

# Seagulls flying up in the blue

# There's always a cup of tea waiting for you

# Out in the sun Having some fun

# Just Salty Dog and me

# Haul away, haul away

# Sing a song of the sea

# Hoist the sail I'll tell you a tale

# Of Salty Dog and me

# This is the place to go

# And these are the people we know

# The village is busy with things to see

# And there's the Rainbow down by the quay

# There's stories to tell join us as well

# Just Salty Dog and me. #

PHONE RINGS

-Hello, Emily.

-Hello.

-What's all that then, eh?

A pyramid of hairy heads. It's a tower of tufties!

-Tower of tufties indeed.

-Yes.

Coconuts. Lots of them.

They were left over from the coconut shy at the village fair.

-What are you going to do with them?

-I haven't decided yet.

Hello, Salty. I like your ball.

That, yes, she just found that just now.

She wants me to throw it for her.

No, no, listen, Emily, no. You could strain something.

-Stop it.

-Strain myself?

-Yes.

I'll have you know I once won first prize for shot put. Stand back.

-Good heavens.

-Right. Here goes, Salty.

Look at... Oh!

Eh? What's this?

Hello, Salty. Fancy seeing you.

Wherever there's a ball there's a Salty Dog close behind.

What's up? You want a sip?

Oh, you want a stroke.

Oh, the ball. You want me to throw the ball.

Well, you should have said.

WHEE!

BOING BOING

Watch out!

CRASH!

-Ow!

-Dearie me! The coconuts are all over the place.

-I'm sorry.

Looks like we've broken a few as well.

Don't you worry, Jack.

You go and get over to the Rainbow and I'll sort things out here.

Yeah. Sorry. Yes. Come on, Salty.

Onward to the Rainbow. Sorry, Em.

There she is, the Rainbow.

What have you got far us today, me dear?

HOOT!

Hey! Come on, Salty.

JACK HUMS

Here we are.

HOOT!

That's better.

You settle yourself down, girl,

and we'll try and stay away from coconuts for a bit.

Salty, do you remember that huge coconut shell we saw once?

Floating towards us it was.

Let me get comfortable and I'll tell you the story.

Oh, yes, Salty,

this will make your whiskers go curly, this one will.

Once upon a twinkly time we set off from Staithes,

waved goodbye to Whitby

and disappeared over the horizon.

And as we sailed, we sang.

# Just Salty Dog and me Sailing on the sea

# Pretending we're sailing away on a cruise

# When we really need an excuse for a snooze

# Closing our eyes in the hot sunny skies

# Just Salty Dog and me. #

Yes. Salty and I were trying to snatch 40 winks.

That means having a quick nap.

Well, I'd only managed to snatch about 20 winks, when all at once

we heard from faraway a little squeaky voice singing a sorry ditty.

-SQUEAKY VOICE:

-# Oh, poor little Monkey Me

# I'm cast away at sea

# I float, I float on a coconut boat

# Oh, oh, oh, oh, poor little Monkey Me.#

Well, I grabbed my trusty telescope and peered out to sea, and what

did I see but a little monkey floating in a giant coconut shell.

"Full speed ahead, Salty," I said, "Monkey in trouble."

Well, when we got close and shouted, "Ahoy there, Monkey!

"Are you able to climb aboard?"

"Yes! Yes!

"With the last bit of my monkey strength in my monkey arms,"

said the monkey.

And with rather a lot of, "Ooh! Ahhh! Urrrhh!"

and "Eeek! Aaagh!" he climbed on board.

"Oh, thank you! You saved poor little Monkey Me," cried the monkey.

"I only went for a short sail, no longer than a monkey's tail,

"but I got caught in a terrible gale, and before I knew it...

"I was lost at sea."

"Would you like us to sail you home?" I said.

"Well, I suppose so," said the monkey a little reluctantly.

"Home is over the moon and left at the Purple Lagoon.

"No short cuts." Well, we'd better get going," I said.

Now, old sailors like me know lots of clever tricks,

and one of those tricks is this - if you spin your hat three times

and set sail in a westerly direction,

you can pick up a very fast gust of air called the Rocket Stream,

and it whizzes you right up over the moon.

So I took a hold of my hat and I spun it three times -

one, two, three. And then we set sail in a westerly direction.

But the monkey didn't look that excited to be going home!

"Cheer up, little Monkey Me!" I said happily. "We'll be there soon."

Then just up ahead we saw a cloud that was shaped like a rocket

pointing upwards to the sky.

"That's the Rocket Stream," I cried.

So we steered The Rainbow towards it.

"All right, Salty and Monkey, hold tight," said I.

"Three, two, one, blast off!"

And suddenly...whoosh!

The Rainbow shot upwards out of the ocean and into the sky.

Seagulls screeched in amazement as we zoomed past them

higher and higher, until the sky turned from blue to midnight black.

The moon was getting closer and closer.

Salty thought it looked like a giant yellow rubber ball

with little chunks missing here and there.

"Weh-hey!" I shouted. "Isn't this fun?"

Well, over the moon we went and down the other side, back down

through darkness and stars, through sunny blue sky and wispy clouds.

"Look!" I said, "there's the Purple Lagoon!"

"Turn left for my island," said the monkey with a sigh.

So I steered left of the Rocket Stream and suddenly we saw it -

a tiny little island with a single palm tree.

We landed in the water - splash! Right next to it.

"That's my island," said Monkey sadly. "Then you're home!" I smiled.

But the monkey just looked glum. "Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"It's a bit of a lonely island", said the monkey.

"Nobody lives here but poor little Monkey Me."

Then suddenly Monkey had an idea.

"Can I come and live with you and Salty instead?"

Salty gave the monkey a nuzzle.

"Well, yes, if you really want to", I said.

"What sort of tree do you live in?" he asked.

Well, Salty and I explained that back in Staithes,

we lived in a house, not a tree.

Monkey seems disappointed but decided to come home with us anyway.

So off we chugged back to Staithes.

Monkey had lots of fun beating on the funnel like a drum.

Salty and I were very pleased that he was happy,

but we did wish that we had some earplugs.

Boom-boom, chicca-boom-boom, went the monkey.

Boom-boom chicca-boom chic-chic-chicca-boom.

And then suddenly, out of nowhere, we heard a faint reply.

A-boom-boom chicca-boom-boom.

Boom-boom chicca-boom-boom!

It was coming from a tiny little island far away.

I looked through my telescope and...

Somersaulting seagulls!

What did I see but another monkey playing a coconut drum

while lots of other monkeys danced.

"It's a monkey party!" I cried. "Ooh! Eeeh! Oh!" Said the monkey.

"Full speed ahead! That's the island for me!" So...

we headed for the island and all the way Monkey kept drumming -

boom-boom chicca-boom-boom boom-boom chicca-boom boom-boom.

When we arrived, all the monkeys all waved.

"Come and join our party!" Cried one.

And he handed our monkey a coconut drum.

Now, Salty and I, we always like a party

and of course Salty showed off her very best dance moves.

HE CHUCKLES

Then, when it was late, we headed back to The Rainbow.

"Come on, little Monkey Me," I said.

"We need to get you back to Staithes."

Well, the monkey gave a wide-eyed monkey look

and shook his little head.

"You've been very kind, and I hope you don't mind,

"but I think I'll stay here with my new monkey friends," said Monkey.

"There's an empty tree just for happy little Monkey Me."

Well, I was a little sad to leave the little fella there,

but Salty pointed out that his funnel-banging was a bit noisy

and there wasn't much room in our house for a busy monkey.

So, with a sad tingle in our hearts, we waved goodbye to little Monkey.

"Promise you'll visit," he said. "Oh, we will, very soon," I replied.

"Very soon." And then we set our course for the horizon

and headed back to Staithes and home.

It was quite an adventure that, wasn't it, Salty?

Did you like that story, Salty? All true, of course.

-Mind you, my stories always are.

-HE CHUCKLES

Come on, girl.

Come on, Salty. We'll go and see if Emily's managed to do anything

with those broken coconuts.

-HE CHUCKLES

-It was a mess, wasn't it? Coconuts all over the place.

-Eh-oop, Jack!

-Hello, Sam. Having a rest? Have you been busy?

-Oh, yes.

-What about those broken coconuts?

-Look! Coconut ice cream sundaes.

-Oh, I like the look of them.

-Course you do! That's why we saved you one.

-I'm going to sit down and enjoy this.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

-It's a coconut boat.

-It's delicious, Jack.

-Refreshing, too.

-Marvellous.

Listen, here's to us and our brilliant ideas!

EMILY AND SAM: Here's to us!