Once, on a small, beautiful island in the Caribbean
Sea, there was a place called Monkey Hill. At the
bottom of the hill a footpath led through the tall grass
to an old man's house. Yet no one ever came to visit
and he lived quite alone.

One morning, when the clouds and sun were playing
hide and seek, the cherry tree in the garden shuddered.
Now, when the cherries were ripe, birds from all across
the island came to feast on them. But in all his years,
the tree had never trembled like this before.

The arrival of this charming and highly unexpected
visitor - with his fantastic rainbow coloured beak - is,
of course, just the beginning of our adventures
with Constantine the Toucan.