The World's Most Boring

There's no shortage of places to go to for advice when pregnant. In fact, there are at least a million books published on the subject, a million pages dedicated to the subject on the Internet and the stuff made of Old Wive's tales that you will hear about over and over again.

So one of the things you know years before your baby is even a twinkle in your eye is that you will undoubtedly suffer weird and wonderful food cravings. Expectant mothers wait and see whether it will be herrings with ice-cream, gherkins and jam, peanut butter with vanilla yoghurt or some such other wonderful concoction.

You can imagine my disappointment then to discover that I have the world's most boring food craving – fruit. Oh yes, apart from a brief interlude of wanting cheese and crisp sandwiches at around 10 weeks, I am obsessed with eating fruit. I can't get enough of the stuff. I spend at least half an hour each day preparing a mountainous fruit salad which doesn't last terribly long. And it's not like I'm craving some obscure fruit, just good old everyday supermarket-shelf fruit. I swear I must eat about ten pounds of the stuff every day.

So after watching last night's news bulletin on how what the mother eats during pregnancy affects their baby, I'm starting to worry that I am, in fact, going to give birth to a giant strawberry.