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On Being In The Public Eye

I am often asked by people who I meet how it is that I best deal with what they call ‘media intrusion’ and the terrible ways of the paparazzi.

The truth is, I have just learned that if I smile, treat people kindly, and try to do good things, I have nothing to be ashamed of when the coverage does make it’s way into the daily papers. So the media occasionally get a snap of me sharing a bad of jellybeans with  someone who needs cheering up, or making a nice pot of tea whilst I sit down and have a chat with an old dear at a cafe, but never has a picture ever appeared of me kicking a puddle over a small child, or scribbling an unfair slogan on a wall whilst clutching a box of crayons.

There is only one thing that has bothered me over the years in regard to the paparazzi and general media, however, and this is the obsession with catching pictures of me whilst I shower or bathe.

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I remember clearly the very first time that I heard that whirring sound whilst I shampooed my head. I thought that the water heater was about to give in until the sound hit home as something that I heard many times before. I slowly drew back the shower curtain to confirm my suspicions as the sound of the rapid-burst mode of a long range camera lens came into view, trying to grab a few grainy frames of me showering.

Yet another time I was laying in the bath, trying to soak away the pressures of a long day in my hotel suite after the Jellybean Ambassador Of The Year awards in London’s West End, when as I gazed up through the glass exiling of the penthouse suite at the stars that flickered gently overhead, the balding head of a particularly mean-looking photographer came into view, the quick succession of flashgun bursts temporarily blinding me and causing those peaceful celestial companions to disappear from sight.


The thing that bothers me about all this is that I’m pretty much always unclothed, so it just doesn’t make any sense.

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Giantmonk.com is live!

When the weather started to turn colder and the first whisperings of Christmas started to waft through the air like the jingliest of bells, I was asked by a particularly tall elf what it might be that I most wanted for Christmas.

I answered in a flash: ‘Jellybeans’. It’s the answer that I always give and the one that is guaranteed above all else to make me the happiest of chaps.
Jellybeans - a Giantmonk's favourite treatJellybeans take care of the two main food group that a monkey needs to stay healthy – jelly and beans, and the variety of colours and flavours makes for a diet that never grows boring. I was explaining this at length to my new elf chum when he said that as I had been especially good this past year maybe there was something else that I might like as well as the bean-shaped jelly treats of my dreams? I said that all I wished to do was to spread the joy of jelly beans and all their wonders to everyone who would listen, and the elf suggested that perhaps I should like my own website, where I might like to talk about many subjects (though mostly jellybeans) and so that I might educate and bring joy to the good readers of the internet, and that’s how Giantmonk.com came to exist on Christmas day, as I excitedly wrapped open the wrapping paper that was messily sellotaped around the internet.

 

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Who Am I?

I know that many people visiting this site will have a fair idea of what this international monkey of mystery is all about, and that is exactly why you are here – to catch up on the adventures and non-stop whirlwind of an existence that your intrepid monkey-about-town leads, but there may be a few visitors who stumble across this site through some other path, and if you are one of those readers then I am sure that you’ll want to know a little about me.

Perhaps you have been merrily clicking around the internet and have followed a link on Life Magazine’s list of the 100 most influential figures of 2013, or have followed an outgoing link from a post on the Guardian website that has been written about one of my many adventures. It may even be that you have been using Google to research your fondness for particularly large men who live in Franciscan Monasteries – it is not for me to judge or question, the important thing is that you are here now, and hopefully to stay.

So, if you want to know a little about me, may I first direct you to a little article that was written about the first day that I sprang fully-formed into this world. I wasn’t really sure what was going on at the time, and had to keep telling myself to just keep smiling and hopefully these weird people would treat me well. As it happens I became chief cuddle-lump and jelly bean tester within a few hours, and now I am so very important that I have my own website.

But this is only the mere surface of what this Giantmonk has to offer the world and it’s extremely intelligent (and may I say very good looking) readers.  Scratch a bit further by hovering your finger over this link to probe deep within my psyche with this amazing opportunity to ask me any question that may pop into that vast and wonderful mind of yours.