The staggering cost of a cucumber

Last night I was speaking to the men’s group at St Mary’s Church in Primrose Hill about earning my living as a writer. I took along some props, including my first front page story.


I was proud of it at the time, though looking back I get far more pleasure from the strap, which I also did, than the lead about the NHS. The strap (“£1.16 – that’s the staggering cost of a Beverley cucumber”) was about Fletcher’s bakery profiteering by charging 2p per slice of cucumber on a salmon sandwich. We measured a slice, then multiplied it by the number of slices in a cucumber chosen at random from a fruit and vegetable shop. The manager was unavailable for comment.