With the weather getting a little warmer and sunnier comes the arrival of the Ice Cream Man outside the school gates on the school run.
Well, it would be rude not to avail of his services ………
……… however, as Nigel is largely responsible for said school run it goes without saying that he has laid down the law and announced that any joining of the queue is strictly on a once a week, special treat type basis, usually on a Thursday, as a reward after Iris’s weekly spelling test …….
……. with a budget of no more than £2 each and the obligatory please and thank you’s while being served.
The usual go to is the time honoured Mr Whippy 99 with no sauce, thank you very much ………
……. and Nigel, on drip duty with wet wipes on hand.
Nigel, you may have noticed refrains from such pleasures, tempting though a double Skittles Knickerbocker Glory is, he says he can’t lick and concentrate when in charge of two small children, especially on some of the busy roads, though sorely tempted ……. however, if he ever sees said ice cream man and he (Nigel) is on his own, he says he won’t be holding back then! What is he like?
2 comments:
You have my mouth watering! I would go for a sauce-free Mr. Whippy 99, too.
P.S. I forgot to mention your cunning title. The Iceman Cometh is a play by American playwright Eugene O'Neill. Very cultured of you, Monkey. And mum. :)
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