I thought it might be a bit of fun to pop along to the banana and breadfruit festival at the Tahiti cultural centre. It was well advertised.
I remember with affection attending my local village fete. Arch rival allotment gardeners fought for the biggest marrow title, accusing each other of cheating. Not to mention the dramas over the cake and floral competitions.
Moving forward. On arrival at the banana and breadfruit festival, I noted that there was a paramedic on duty. She was surrounded by all the medical equipment including a defibrillator. Crikey this could mean war.
I looked around and spotted lots of bananas.
And a chef.
There were a few people watching a film about breadfruit being cut down from a branch.
I received some small bags of something. I was told it was pineapple. What relevance is that?
My French isn’t great. I think I missed something.