Crazy for Bananas!

It is a ghastly day here today… again.  The rain is so heavy it is running in little rivulets down the windows.  Needless to say, all the cats are indoors.  When the sun is out I only see them at meal times.

Yesterday I had to go into Woolwich and went through the Market as they were packing up.  One of the stalls had a young lad shouting “3Ib bananas 50p”.  They were all spotty and brownish and as I walked by they smelt all lovely and bananaish, so I squandered 50p and came home with a huge pile of bananas.

I had two for my tea and took some round for Meg, but she doesn’t like bananas so I brought them back and added them to the banana mound.  I love bananas, but they are not so keen on me.  I can eat one and get away with it, but too many brings me out in heat bumps.  Today, when the Meals on Wheels came, guess what was for pudding?

Yes, a banana!  This has gone to the bottom of the pile because it is bright yellow and, like Jeffery Archer’s back, spotless!

Grace Russ - 21st July 1987