Avocado .... apologies, but I really can't stand the taste or texture of pears of any species. Herself has this cunning stunt she pulls every now and then: she'll produce some apple-ish afters, wait till I've eaten it, then say, "Did you realise that was pears?"

Happily, she likes bananas as little as I do. Many years ago, my brother was on a catering course, and brought home a made-from-scratch yogurt; I was given it to try. "Urgh, urgh, what is it?" says I. "Banana," says he, very sheepishly, and very nearly causes an upchuck event.