Banana Monkey

Today my sister departed for her home in Cornwall, with a huge rucksack on her back. (I wish I had thought quickly enough to photograph her.) She was travelling by train.
Later, I  visited our Aunt snd was pleased to find she no longer needs a constant supply of piped oxygen so is getting closer to returning home.
My blip is of a toy monkey  which my grandma made many years ago who sits in my Aunty's lounge awaiting her return.  My Grandma was a very keen soft toymaker and made a number of monkeys. My sister in Australia has one of them but  hers is in a very well -loved, worn-out  condition compared  to this one. He has the completely unoriginal name of Banana Monkey ( named by us as children!).
Im feeling very tired but hope to return to my home tomorrow.