my New Zealand friends (other than Sandra T!) are reporting lots of this …


and this


and I’m remembering going to Yvonne Schlapfer’s after school (Tokoroa Central School, primary school, probably Standard 1 or 2) and eating them straight from the tree in Yvonne’s front garden.
I can smell the fruit and even have a sense memory of the combination of teaspoon and feijoa flesh on my tongue.
Now that’s temps perdu …