We all have certain things that we like - I like juggling. We also all have certain things that we find irresistible. Whenever I see a bowl of fruit I get an overwhelming urge to juggle with it. It's most probably our natural inclination to do wrong things: fruit is not supposed to be juggled with. There is also the risk that is involved, the possibility of dropping and bruising the fruit which gives away the fact that I was juggling with it.

When I saw the fruit bowl, I had the urge and gave in to it. I juggled first with the apples, then with the oranges, then with an apple, an orange and a banana. Somehow, I managed not to drop them. Then I saw the pineapple. I didn't really attempt to juggle with it; it was more of a half-hearted pretence. But it was enough. Enough for me to hit myself in the eye, take a two hour trip to the walk in centre, have to explain how I cut my eye on a pineapple, endure the next five days with four-times-a-day eye cream and generally feel rather stupid.

In the meantime, I have been eating a rather delicious bowl of pineapple. Revenge is sweet.