Dear Bruce,

During the Cruise you asked me if it was true that a monkey jumped on me at Gibraltar.

Herewith, a snap of the incident.

I did not see the monkey until it landed on my head - just about concertinaing my neck.

It then slipped on to my shoulders and refused to budge until the taxi driver threw a stone at it.

Luckily it did not scratch me, actually it grasped my arm very gently.  It then made weird noises as if it was talking to me.

Instead of coming to my aid my mischievous brother took the enclosed snaps.

Cheerio, Eileen.