arry took the new monkey-face gloves he had had for his birthday and put them on. Garry ran downstairs. A bunch of balloons bobbed invitingly in the hall. Yesterday all his friends had come to tea.
One of them had given him the two monkey gloves as a present. The monkeys pulled the string down and chased the balloons in all directions.
“What about picking them up and tidying after the party” called his mum.