Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts

Sunday, 25 July 2010

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.



Today i saw the cutest ice cream van, sat lonely on the coast of Morecambe.
The pretty lady only sold traditional fruit ices, and 99 ice creams, with not a bright wrapper in sight. On the counter stood a vase of the sweetest pink flowers and inside was decorated with floral chintz and homemade matching paper chains lined the windows.