"Scuse me Missus, but I think I know you, are you the SP? I love your blog, read it every night, fancy a Big Banana Feet Boogie?" A cheerful yellow voice called overf , distracting me from my important reunion with the Lady of the Box.

Some of you may know this but I have a violent aversion to Bananas of all shapes and sizes and strengths. The texture, the color , the smell, makes me sick.

''Keep away, Banana Thing off you go and dance with an Orange or a Mango, not me." Fortunately he could not move very fast in his Banana outfit so I lost him as he waddled after me. Holding my breath from the noxious smell, I hid amongst the revellers.