Summer brings out chiming Ice Cream vans. Like old friends from childhood they are, along with church bells, a welcome and unique babble of music in an otherwise dull urban soundscape.
As a kid stood in the Ice Cream Van queue, the biggest decision for me was always what to buy. The dilemma was basically whether to go for ice cream or ice lollies. The choice was staggering and could make a seven years old head spin!
Choc ice, plain wafer sandwich, wafer with jam sandwich, scallop shell filled with ice cream, screwball with the bubbley at the bottom, ninety nine, cornet, tub, sundae's [what were they?] and all those wonderful toppings: chopped nuts, syrup, hundreds and thousands and flakes. Wow!
Choosing a lolly was equally as fraught. There were so many brilliant ones in amazing wrappers: Fab, Zoom, Sky Ray, Kinky, Mivvi, Split, Freak Out, Jelly Terror, Orange, Choc Top [?], Dracula and banana, lime, butterscotch and vanilla flavours. Yum - mee!
My Mum used to send me out with a bowl too. Fill it up please mister! Fresh Mister Softy or Mister Whippy was a real treat on a Sunday after dinner.
Coming full circle, I was so chuffed to see Fab lollies still on sale these days. It must be the longest running modern connection to Thunderbirds by a long chalk. I wonder if today's generation know the connection?
What are your ice cream memories readers?
Did anyone make a dalek out of their empty screwball cones?
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