I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream!

I didn’t notice a queue outside the ice cream shop this morning, maybe because it was too early for the tourists or could it have been that the temp was -2°? I’ll never know the cause of the empty shop but I do know that ice cream eaten outside on a day like today does nothing  to tempt me.

The other occupation that failed to tempt me was travelling home on a bus after a dip in the ocean. I could have done the dip if there had been a nice warm car to jump into afterwards, but alas, there wasn’t and even to wait for an Uber and pay£17 for the privilege was a non starter in the arctic temperatures.

Looking at the choice of ice creams on offer, it is difficult to pick one. I’m drawn to the deep pink one labelled Turkish Delight at the right hand side but the favourite with the customers seems to be Banoffee Pie. It has been scooped clean. However I don’t have to choose- for me today it has to be a cup of hot chocolate indoors in the warmth.