This whopper has been christened “The Watermelon of Doom” after one of Joni’s favourite stories from 64 Zoo Lane
It’s nearly as big as Joni, weighs at least as much as he does, probably the only way it’s going to fit into the fridge is if we take the rest of the contents and all the shelves out first, and we’re going to be eating it for some considerable time to come. Martin reckons we should hire an industrial fridge, I’m thinking it might just be more practical to chop it up and share with a few friends.