"Here child, give me that apple before it poisons you."
Maud has been reading about Bertrand Russell and discovered this passage in his autobiography
I remember an occasion at lunch when all the plates were changed and everybody except me was given an orange. I was not allowed an orange as there was an unalterable conviction that fruit is bad for children. I knew I must not ask for one as that would be impertinent, but as I had been given a plate I did venture to say, ‘a plate and nothing on it’. Everybody laughed, but I did not get an orange.
Apparently, though, Russell ate a lot of stolen crabapples, which is probably why he didn't suffer from rickets. (He did, however, suffer from guilt.)
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