I promise.
Just, one thing today made me remember something I love about England.
It’s January. It’s chilly – not cold – but chilly. But it’s still January. And round the corner comes…an Icecream Van. Trilling out its little Ice-Cream-Van-Tune. Plinky plinky. And I’m stood there, and despite the fact I’m not that warm I think to myself: “Damn, I’ve not got any change”.
Icecreams in January. I love the UK sometimes.