Great balls of sweetness
Oct 09, 2019
4 minutes
Words Chris Stafford
I remember an intensely hot summer’s day in my childhood, the sort of bitumen-melting weather that had all us kids clamouring for ice-cream. Accordingly, Dad set out for the corner shop with vague promises of fetching “something better than ice-cream”. He came back with a big green watermelon.
Once we got over the initial disappointment — to a kid, it wasn’t really better than ice-cream but, in retrospect, probably a lot cheaper — we soon discovered the joys of chilled watermelon.
Tight as a drum, it emitted a satisfyingly woody sound when tapped. Once sliced, it wasn’t just a delicious thirst quencher; you could
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