[dropcapsquare bg=”#333333″ color=”#ffffff”]H[/dropcapsquare] ave you ever seen so many bananas in all your life?
They look lovely and fresh this afternoon but maybe by the end of the week this will be a display unit full of brown mush. I expect that recipe cards for smoothies and banana bread and banana muffins and banana pancakes are being printed as I type.
It’s all very odd.
High Fyfes to Waitrose. They are clearly a bunch of slippery characters. I’m peeling with laughter at this post.
I’m sorry it may not be PC but I cannot resist singing:
“Day-o, day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wan’ go home
Day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wan’ go home
Work all night on a drink a’rum
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
Stack banana till morning come
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
Come, Mr. Tally Mon, tally me banana
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
Come, Mr. Tally Mon, tally me banana
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
It’s six foot, seven foot, eight foot, BUNCH!
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot, BUNCH!
(Daylight come and he wan’ go home)
Day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day, he say day-ay-ay-o
Daylight come and he wan’ go home!”
Nothing like a bit of Harry Belafonte 🙂
Well, well. I thought you said you didn’t sing!
🙂
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