I Hate Fruit!
I have never liked the taste of any variety of fresh fruit. I don’t know why (so many people ask); I just don’t.
Fortunately for my health I do eat vegetables, which, I guess keeps me from the likes of scurvy.
All my life I have put-up with people extolling the values and the goodness of fruit consumption, with regular attempts at converting my views.
Typical comments include the classics:
“go-on just try one,”
“your tastes change over time,”
As a child, my weekend visits to my Grandmother’s house would often be met with offers of an apple, banana, orange or pear, resulting in repeated explanation that I simply do not like any fruit.
The pressures from others for me to conform; not least from various Government campaigns over the years have pushed me from merely not liking the taste to pure hatred.
Like a bizarre butterfly collection, this typography of murderous images is both my therapy and my revenge.