Last week, I went out round Shoreditch (daytime) with my husband. I was wearing a most questionable outfit – yellow shorts, blue top and orange cotton sweater. I wore my giant sunglasses and pretended that it was because I am a hipster, don’t you know, and not an early middle aged woman with a very strange wardrobe. I did do that thing where I said “Do I look awful?” to my husband and he said no (he is generally very honest).
On the way home, we stopped off at a grocer on the Essex Road and bought an absolutely massive watermelon.
My husband had to carry it home as there was no way I could lift it. And I am quite strong. I was a bit taken aback by the price – £10.75! On the cheapo Essex Road! But this was at least four times bigger than the ones going on Ocado.
We won’t need any more watermelon. Ever again.