On the subject of baboons…
- A while back they came into the camp and I warned my neighbour that they where there, so if he left windows open he better go and close them, So another person overheard me telling my neighbour, decided to play a trick on me and went to my site and stripped my dusbin out ETC ETC, as if the baboons had gone through my place…
But I found out…
So I broke into his place’s toilet and wrapped cling-wrap over the toilet under the seat… 
You can guess the rest from there… And he was a rather large sort of fella… 
I grew up in boarding school… I was the president & sole member of a very secrete society. Called floodem and bustem … There is a long story involving the urinal drain on the third floor, a half a roll of bog paper and a flooded 3rd floor bathroom on a number of occassions… Ironically every time I had prefect punishment… 
OK so to point 2 about babbons…
When I go to town by way of the farm roads, in my Landy / Toyota and go past the troop stripping mielies in the field, they just sit there and look at me…
But when I use the owner’s WHITE TOYOTA BAKKIE they run screeming & barking for the hills
Seems they have learnt… White toyota bakkie = guns
Now I’m not saying you need a White Toyota bakkie to go hiking with… 