Last week, Dad, Oscar, George, our friend Ian and I went on a day tramp to Moa Park in Abel Tasman National Park. Being little, we teddies got to ride in Dad’s day pack which was fantastic, of course. Little did we know that Dad had packed a banana and we sat on it the whole way to Moa Park where we had our lunch break.
George, Oscar and me at Moa Park.
Oh dear, Dad wasn’t happy when he unpacked the banana—half of it was quite badly squashed and juice was dripping from the popped skin—yuck! Anyway, Dad said, when you’re in the wilderness you don’t fuss over a partly dissolved banana; you just eat it (and lick up the juice I might add!).
Then, the day before yesterday, something funny happened: We were all back home and had forgotten about the banana drama, when Dad’s partner turned up with a bright yellow plastic banana:
What on earth is that? We would never have guessed: It’s a Banana Saver!
Right, let's give this a go!
Open the Banana Saver…
