Whenever I mentioned Malacca Apples to Dad he would roll his eyes at the memory of all the stomach aches he treated for us kids who used to climb the tree at Watooka Club House (the tree was at the end of the left hand path off the main path down to the boat house) and eat the apples when they were not yet ripe. Boy did they taste great!
How many of you remember eating Guinups? There was a tree at the back door of the Hunte’s house. I mostly remember getting them from our old Nanny Jojo who sneaked them into the house for us much to Mum’s dismay as she hated us eating them. Not sure why though, there was probably more energy used in getting the little bit of flesh off them than there was nutrition.