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So I'm catsitting, and the holidaymakers left a carrier bag full of soft fruit with a note saying "Eat! Please!" - it was ripe tending overripe.

I'd already been to the market, and had all the fruit I needed (three kilos of plums, maybe four).

The outcome is that I am now drinking a (deep breath) pear-plum-apple-lemon-lime-orange-banana-pineapple smoothie. It came out at about 850 ml. It is peach-coloured and thick and gloopy and nom nom nom.