May 18, 2006

Much Ado About Fruit

I have a problem. There is a banana festering somewhere in my room, and I'm not sure where. I picked it out of the fruit bowl this morning because it was getting to the stage where the browny black bits were starting to outweigh the yellow, meaning to eat it for breakfast. However, after a few choice diversions including Facebook, frozen milk, spiders in the hallway and fixing my umbrella, breakfast and the banana were both forgotten. Until now, and now I can't find said banana. I have no recollection of where I might have put it down. All I know is that it is lurking somewhere, probably in my room, and probably slowly rotting as I speak.

I would quite like to eat this banana. But if I don't find it within the next few hours or so, it will have gone beyond the point where it would be decent to eat it, and much as I loathe throwing food away, I think the only place for the banana will be the bin. And even worse, if I don't find it soon, I may wake up tomorrow morning with a funny smell in the room, and find the mangled corpse of my formerly yellow friend stuffed in a desk drawer or concealed under the bed.

The fact that I don't know where it's gone is starting to bother me more than a little bit. Not least because I seem to be losing my memory, which I thought only happened once you'd had children. It won't be long before I start forgetting conversations that happened yesterday, and trailing off in the middle of sentences, and sounding even more like my mother than I do already.

On the upside, any day that contains Sigur Ros, thunderstorms, red wine and rainbows can't be bad. And even if my memory gets worse, I do have a digital camera to remind me of things like this:

Right. Now all I have to do is find that bloody banana…

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  1. There was a double rainbow at one point! I tried to get a picture, but it didn't really come out very well.

    19 May 2006, 12:37

  2. I know – wasn't it fantastic? That photo was supposed to be of the double rainbow too… but the second ring just seemed to vanish whenever I tried to get it in shot. Eventually I got tired of balancing on my windowsill and getting odd looks from the neighbours, and admitted defeat.

    19 May 2006, 17:11

  3. One of my friends kept leaving food under her bed and eventually it turned into this monster thing that she kept feeding. It got bigger and bigger and after a few weeks crawled out, ate her and took on her guise.

    Thinking about it, this may have been a film.

    20 May 2006, 19:55

  4. Leni

    hm. that would depend entirely on which sigur ros album it was.

    20 May 2006, 20:48

  5. I wish I lived in that film. I think being possessed by the spirit of a rotting banana would probably qualify me for 'special considerations' in my exams, for which I haven't done enough revision. And yes, it is getting to the stage where I am that desperate.

    And Leni, it was '( )' I don't know where that ranks with you, but I love it. It does mean I have now had an attack of Sigur Ros syndrome and seem to do nothing but wander round continually going 'yuh xylohhhh.' Will try to contain it by Tuesday.

    21 May 2006, 12:29

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