We’ve all experienced the moment – alone in the kitchen with the fruit bowl wasting away to the left and a bowl of cereal dissolving in the milk to the right. The camera’s sitting on the kitchen work surface and thoughts begin to wander.

It’s a modern kitchen sport… Groggy eyed, you decide to play about with your props, pick up the camera and snap a few shots. Ignore the guilt – you’re doing nothing wrong.

Publish, admire your work and remember there are other people who, like you, enjoy this sport.

Here are a few snaps I’ve come across in my time playing the sport.

Keith, The Hairy Backed Kiwi

His wife said she’d leave him if he didn’t didn’t take some drastic action.

Frank, The Deceased Furter

Best before 12 December 2011.

Bill, The Perverse Banana

He really needs to work on his chat up lines.

Newborn Baby Bagel Dogs

Photographed in the incubator (oven) on the Maternity ward.

The Egg Clan

He never seemed to fit in.

The Banana Chainsaw Masacre

A ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing-diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing (Chainsaw noise).

Carol and Clive the Cornflakes

“He’s just a child!”

Gene, the aubergine.

She’s such a gossip.

WARNING – THIS “SPORT” IS HIGHLY ADDICTIVE AND SHOULD NOT BE PLAYED IN THE COMPANY OF SMALL CHILDREN.

NO FRUIT OR VEGETABLES, OTHER THAN FRANK THE FURTER, WERE HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THESE PHOTOGRAPHS.