Some might mourn the loss of their childhood. Hearing the merry bells of an ice cream truck once granted full licence to gallivant off toward it like a wild horse on a hot day, no questions asked.
Adulthood does not technically disallow such behaviour, though stern looks might be cast at any grown-ups pushing the little ones out of the way for a 99. Fortunately, there is a satiating solution. Anya Hindmarch doing Branston Pickle gelato? Come off it. This is the summer Mr Whippy’s got his groove back.
