It is neither pink, nor banana-like, but it IS jumbo—both plant and fruit.
Like, scary jumbo.
Like, “how are we going to eat even one of those?” sort of jumbo.
And earlier this week, they grew to, “OMG they’re going to take over” jumbo.
I walked down the centre path in the garden, past the sweet corn, and something grabbed my face.
It was a pink banana squash tendril, a good five metres from the closest plant and hovering at eye level. As I recoiled and realised what it was, I couldn’t help exclaiming out loud, “It’s a pink banana squash!”
I was sure I heard a deep, “Mwahahaha!” in response.