The Monkey Is a Spy

I saw Violet and the twins huddled next to Leland.

Nothing to do. The spy camera is hidden in the eye of a very realistic-looking baby Langur. However, she fumbles and drops the spy-monkey from a … The phone rang a lot. The mysterious man with the monkey blood on his hands was smirking on the other side of the wall. The comic song may have been popular in one of the West Hartlepool's music halls, where the audience would have enjoyed poking fun at the Hartlepool ‘The earliest evidenced mention of the hanging is from the popular song, written and performed by 19th century comic performer, The Hartlepool Monkey also featured prominently in the play In 2014, a documentary was made about the Hartlepool Monkey and its long-lasting significance to the city and its inhabitants called Daoust, Phil, "Pick of the Day" The Guardian, 8 July 2003 I heard the crack. The girl didn’t look up. I tried to roll my eyes, but I could really only go halfway. Now this is a thing you would only know if you were Violet’s sister. I pulled it and it shifted slightly, and I slid to the other side. “I like the color of your face,” I said as I poked her on the cheek. I looked away from Mom.

We could trust no-one. Bored. Never miss a moment.Sign up to receive news, updates and exclusives from BBC Earth and related content from BBC Studios by email. The lady took out both of her earbuds and hung them around her neck.

I didn’t want to, with all the wait on my shoulders. I ducked behind a trashcan to watch the parade/stampede.

“When your day gets completely turned upside down, finding out you have a spy in your household is not that big of a surprise. And Leland? It was a perfect day for a walk, but sadly, everyone was ruining it. I was honest to goodness very very scared. (This was probably in a famous book or something) Violet stopped suddenly, and I crashed into her butt. I sighed in relief. I wiped it off with my sleeve. The seats were leather and there was an old woman with a frilly dress with a cart filled with food parading up and down the train. I looked for Leland, then realized he was on my shoulder. The lady looked up and pulled out an earbud. Nothing. But after all that happened today, this wasn’t that surprising. “Take action.” As soon as the last word came out of her lips, Leland started scampering around the house, as though he had been programmed to. I started to feel drowsy, and shortly after I had fallen asleep. During the Napoleonic Wars, a French ship of the type chasse marée was wrecked in a storm off the coast of Hartlepool. “How many more stopsssss?”“FOR THE LAST FREAKIN’ TIME, THERE ARE TWO STOPS LEFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! According to local folklore, the term originates from an incident in which a An alternative theory is that it was a young boy who was hanged (the term "powder-monkey" was commonly used at the time for children employed on naval warships to prime the cannon with gunpowder).An earlier and remarkably similar monkey-hanging legend with a similar associated song refers to the inhabitants of The story may also have its origins in the rivalry between Hartlepool (the small coastal village) and West Hartlepool (the growing industrial town based around the docks).

Suddenly, the phone started ringing.“Hey mom?” I called “The phone is ringing!” I didn’t pay that much attention to it. I didn’t do a very good job zipping it so I dragged it back to my seat–or attempted to– but everything completely fell out “Stupid Battery” She mumbled under her breath.

So ANGRY!! He turned his head to face mom.

She sleep walked off the bed. I stopped weezing. Violet shot me a glare and pulled me down. And louder. "It matters that people are aware of the legend as it is a part of Hartlepool's identity," Mr Drummond said. All the artworks depict the hanging place as this beach

The Japanese Macaque is the only monkey that can survive this far north. I stared at Violet with my eyebrows raised as if to say, “Violet shrugged and said, “It’s the least costly.” I opened the door and Violet pushed the stroller in the door. I saw Violet stand up and walk over to mom. I literally jumped up on the seat and started doing my happy Snoopy dance.

The Monkey Ace begins dropping Pineapples for extra popping power. She shook her head.“Wait, Leland can talk now?” I asked. And I tried to hurt him for how he had hurt me.

She nodded at mom, then hung up.