It's time for all good gorillas to go to school... Can summer really be over already? The evenings and mornings have felt absolutely autumnal, with the cool air and the wet grass and the clear skies.

So Cookie got dressed this morning in his new uniform clothes -- not quite as oppressive as we had it back in Brooklyn, with the long pants and the tie. He looked like quite the little Pink Floyd "We Don't Need No Education" zombie as he marched down the driveway. I can picture Cookie at an old-style boarding school... Eh, scratch that. No I can't. Maybe Mojo. He's more the brooding type who you'd find serving hard time at Clongowes Wood. And ultimately at Wormwood Scrubs.

"Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo...."