One knows when summer is in the air when one’s father and brother pick big fat mangos off the family’s big fat mango tree.
And when I say big and fat, I mean big and I mean fat.
Just on the off chance you’ve never had the pleasure of picking a big fat mango from a big fat mango tree, I thought I’d talk you through the very complicated process.
First, grab a ladder.
Then grab a Dad.
Get the Dad to hold the ladder.
Climb the ladder. Pick the mangos.
Pile the mangos in a great big pile.
Count your mangos with gleeful delight and picture sinking your teeth into their delicious, soft, juicy ripeness.
It’s okay if you drool a little.
If you count up one hundred and fifty-three mangos as we did, you’ve done very well.
And you need to invite me over for a mango feast.
I’ll help you scoff down fifty or so. We can celebrate summer in good old fashion mango dripping style.
So now you know all. ‘How to Pick a Mango’ can now be added to your resume.
Give these little babies a few weeks to ripen and then I’ll teach you ‘How to Devour a Mango.’
I assure you it’s a very serious art.
xx The Girl in Trousers