Banana consumption.

This will be the third banana I've eaten in my life.

Not a fussy eater; whether it's the flavour, the texture, or a repressed Freudian phallus response, I’m not sure.

Maybe it's because I've witnessed first hand the chaos and humiliation which ensues when their outer layers are disposed of carelessly;

Knees skinned.

Noses bloodied.

Lives ruined.

Will I find them potassi-yummy, or potassi-yucky?

I don't trust baked beans either.

N.b - it's not a little hat..it's a lampshade.

Hope that helps.

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