More from 'Oldest Living Babbler' - er, I mean 'Blogger'

This being the start of our rainy season in the coastal rainforest, it's a good time to have some interesting reading material handy, and I've got a small but interesting library in a former small linen closet, incongruously  located just inside the main entry of this apartment.

I'm currently re-reading

and I hasten to add that it's not one of those coffee table picture books - you have to actually read it, whether you move your lips as you do, or not. And it is interesting. She starts even before the days of Ug and Mug, those intrepid cavemen of old. She revisits the very Garden of Eden, where Adam and Eve were happily doing their thing oblivious to the fact that they were as we say 'naturellement nu', until one day, Eve had a chat with a talking snake who convinced her that the forbidden fruit was actually quite delicious, and then all hell broke loose. God came along shortly after, and asked, "What's shakin', Baby? - and don't give me no guff about some talking snake, 'cause I know what you really mean, and I'm here to tell you the Honeymoon's over, Baby! So Fluff Up, Honey, and get your Hell out of my Garden, aussitôt if not sooner!" And that's partly why Genesis, Chapter 5, has a lot of begetting in it.

But there's a lot more to it than that, and she does cover the parts about Ug and Mug, those intrepid cavemen, and their ignorance of the fact that makin' whoopee made children who kept them awake at nights and didn't like dinosaur steaks nearly as much as mother's milk, which wasn't all that plentiful on such a limited diet. And how we're related to other bipedal primates, like your sister or brother, or The Pope, or chimpanzees. Yep - chimpanzees. Now you know why making a monkey of yourself is perfectly natural - so read the book!