Gulliver Chico Glasser My Story 27 August 2014

Chapter One
Hello, my new travelling companion Jeff has asked me to tell you a little about myself, so its where to begin. I was born at an early age, people say I actually look much younger when I tell them how old I am,(whispers 21) but I think its having my 20 lots of fruit a day helps and until recently all the fresh air and good company. I do struggle that for some strange reason people will insist on feeding me bananas, I know they are good for me, lots of good things, but they do get boring, so now have found a whole new sort of foods that I enjoy much more. My birth sign is Leo so according to what I have read that makes me a lion, no that cant be right but on the other hand.

Chapter Two
Now what other words describe me, handsome, brave, arty, big hearted, inspirational and soon to be famous, yes me in a nutshell. I am very distantly related to one of my famous forbears, I believe he was also a traveller and I hope to visit a few of the places he went such as the Empire State Building, you may of heard of him Mr Kong, I just hope I don’t have the issues he did, don’t expect me to be exploited by Jeff in this way. It would be nice to meet up with a young female who could adapt to my life style but I am in no rush to settle down at present, far to many adventures to have first.

Chapter Three
I started life living with friends and family at a safari park, it was a pleasant place to grow up, plenty of food and company and a fairly constant stream of visitors, but they could get boring with their cameras so its just as well that we had a large fence to keep them out most of the time. As with most young monkeys I got fed up in my teens and decided to have a change and explore more of the world. So one day when nobody was watching I hitched a ride on a passing vehicle out of the gate, luckily nobody noticed and off I went.

Chapter Four
I had not realized though that food was not so easy to obtain on the streets and people laughed because I had no clothes on and did not speak their language. Being the monkey I am I quickly learnt to cope, previously I had watched videos of Curious George, Jungle Book and others so had no problems understanding how to fit in, it was just a problem of learning to speak this odd language. I must say my writing is quite poor but I am getting the hang of this voice recognition and operating a keyboard on the computer. It has been said I have to say that already, when I sent this to my so called friend Caroline (more of her later) that she has been criticizing my spelling and grammar WHAT I am a monkey and think I am doing a great job so far

Chapter Five
I tried a few jobs but found the pay was peanuts, so quickly moved on, I finally found my way to a place called Bury, there was a vacancy for a live in job at a place called Build A Bear Workshop, all I had to do was to sit, look my usual debonair self and let the people see me model clothes. The only problem was I had to share with a range of rather odd looking animals of all shapes and sizes, but it was warm, the staff were pleasant and during the day lots of people came to visit us. Oh again there were no wages just as much food as I could eat, I discovered a taste for strawberries and now cannot get rid of the smell, it’s quite embarrassing.

Chapter Six
Well time passed and I did wonder what the future held, then one wet Sunday three odd looking blokes came in, I listened and they were explaining to the staff they were looking for a pleasant travelling companion for one of them who was fed up of being on his own when he went on holiday, so he wanted a friend who would go on a long trip round the world with him later this year. Well I put on my most smiley face, but no he was looking at some rabbit that had caught his eye, but there seemed issues to do with the clothes he had for his holiday. Well I have a whole wardrobe available to me, so I waited and waited, well he chose a distant relative of mine first, but then found they were a little overweight, so at last it was me. Now as it happened all my clothes were hanging up to dry and they seemed in a rush to go some other place for a drink of coffee and some carrot cake.

Chapter Seven

The pleasant young assistant said no problem and sorted me out a spare outfit that was someone else’s, plus a pair of sunglasses to cope with the glare out on the street, they even mentioned I had proof of age in the shape of my birth certificate plus my passport. Well as quick as they could sort it out, I was off. I did notice money changing hands but who cared, a new adventure for me. An even bigger shock was to find he had decided to take the rabbit who I was not acquainted with also, I must stop ignoring him and find out what his plans are. Don’t want him upstaging me.

Chapter Eight
Already I have met some of Jeff’s friends and been introduced. Now we have a problem because for reasons I don’t understand he wanted to change my real name Chico to something else. WELL what a cheek, but if it gets me out and about who cares in the end. He has been running a name the monkey competition(cheeky so and so) for a week on Facebook, with some very odd names being put forward, wonder where they find these and how would they feel about being called these names themselves, and I was beginning to get worried that maybe this was not a good idea and that I should be making my way back to the Workshop. But finally he has chosen a rather posh name, but insists that I change my surname to his, so henceforth I will have to change my name by deed poll to Gulliver Glasser, at least it’s the name of another adventurer. I bet he has forgotten my passport needs changing to. He has agreed that I can keep Chico as my middle name.

Chapter Nine
Already I have been on a couple of short trips with him, and he is taking me to some famous place called Blackpool at the end of the month to meet some more people, so its all getting exciting. Even more so in that he is planning a round the world trip with me and initially some other person he is related to. He has explained that he is hoping that I will be willing to model for him at some of the sights (hope I get well rewarded for this) but at last a chance to see where my ancestor spent some time in New York, wonder if I can do some gambling in Vegas, not sure about the Grand Canyon though as I don’t have as good a head for heights these days, but then, a trip to Auckland, not sure whats there, but then the Great Barrier Reef, Ayres Rock and Sydney.

Chapter Ten
He tells me he wants me to meet a friend of his in Penang and show me the Christmas lights in Singapore(what for, I am 21 you know, but not sure if Santa will call if I don’t though), then on to some odd named place Shanghai, before travelling back. I hope he gets me good seats for when we travel to all these places and a suitable wardrobe of clothes, for the various climates, I did notice a pleasant young woman was passing on a posh dressing gown and spare top for me the other day when he explained all my clothes had shrunk in the wash.


Chapter Eleven
Oh dear there goes that Caroline again, she said I was to mention that they are expecting me to help them with fundraising for their local group that supports people with ME/CFS and Fibromyalgia, emotionally and practically. Its called the Bury Bolton ME & CFS Support Group, seems soon it will be a charity so you can be sure it’s a real cause, I am told that Jeff has this so will enquire more at some point and pass onto you. They are setting up the fund that hopefully you will contribute to, but more of that soon when I have managed to sort out the practicalities.

Well I hope you don’t mind me telling my story, I hope some of you will become my friends on Facebook soon and enjoy hearing of my adventures as they unfold.