Pumpkins, the disappointment...

Pumpkins were always one of my big childhood disappointments. '70s Hastings seemed to be fairly bereft of them, the only ones impinging on my existence being in American picture books. Therefore I had imagined from their beautiful rich orange colour that they'd taste like an incredible magical mélange of peach, tangerine & melon or somesuch. Of course the reality was far duller...