Monkey See Monkey Do...

A day is never going to go well when it starts by hearing Baboons ripping each other a new one mere hundreds of metres from your back door. Especially when you have 120 men women and children due to descend on your campsite in an hour. Living on the mountain here at Rocklands is a privilege, I wont dispute that, but some of our neighbours (the hairy variety) leave something to be desired! We could see them moving down the mountain all morning, until a camper politely said 'Erm...did you know there's a baboon in the dining room?' 'Oh, OK thank you, we'll deal with that now now.' *camper leaves* 'Aarrghhh! Paddy Come, now!'
So we chased him out of the dining room (sugar in hand...the baboons hand...not ours...sugar doesn't make a particularly good weapon against the apes) and chased him down off the games field. Silence. 'He's down there somewhere...' Silence....*pop* a sugar lid is removed, followed by a hail of marbles from the catapult into the nearest likely looking bush. Vyan, feeling brave, decides to go and confront Stanley (the baboon) who is sat on the drive eating the sugar that he has now spilled in the drive during a duck and cover move to avoid flying marbles. He however, is not backing down this time, and turns to walk towards Vyan...who doesn't want to back down...a scuffle ensues and Vyan gets pushed in the knees a couple of times before I lept down the bank (albeit a little late) and scared the life out of a car full of campers by leaping out of the bushes and running full pelt across the driveway in front of them catapult in hand on the heals of a ticked off baboon.
I then chased them all the way up the hill and caused a minor scuffle between the Alpha Male and a challenging male. So I could just stand and watch them chase each other around screaming at each other. Unfortunately I think there may have been ticks.....
Still, keeps things entertaining here! Siya then had to chase the whole troop away at lunch time - I swear they have watches...