He won with a 412-kilo pumpkin grown on the roundabout

"Four hundred and twelve kilos, Ceferino. County record." "Write it down properly, Remedios, that is what you run the market scales for." "I am writing it down. And I am also writing down that the rules say 'grown by the entrant on his own land'." "And it was." "You own two olive trees and a cherry tree. That is not land, that is a garden with ambitions." "I have got the roundabout by the exit, the one with the petrol station." "The roundabout belongs to the council, man." "Council means everybody's. I am everybody. A share of everybody, at the very least." "The parks crew has been watering it for you for four months." "Watering, which is not planting. Planting I did myself, in March, with these hands and a sack of my brother-in-law's manure." "The prize is fifty euros and a certificate." "Perfect." "The fine for occupying public land is eighty." "…" "Ceferino?" "I am doing the sums." "You are thirty euros down, farmer." "That is not the sum I am doing. I am working out where I plant next year's." "Do not say it." "On the central reservation of the Corella road. It is wider and it has drip irrigation."