We all scream for ice cream !
I had a lengthy conversation about ice cream with someone at work today. I asked them ( in advance of my inflicting some pain on them) to imagine their favourite scene, in order that they would relax. She imagined she was on the beach in Bettystown on a sun bed with a huge ice cream cone. I was surprised admitting I would have had a glass of Sauvignon Blanc in my hand. She informed me that she rarly drank but her weakness in life was always ice cream. She particularly loved the old tubs of ice cream you used to get in the cinema, with the green bit in the bottom, you had to try to get with the supplied wooden paddle-shaped spoon. She reminisced about a local newsagent who, for a while, had the green syrup to pour over cones.Now although this woman is about 75, she admitted to loving "Ben and Jerry's " which surprised me, I opting for Carte D'Or and fantasising about trying the new Rum and Raisin, my favourite flavour. As a child and teenager I was loyal to the "B...