It's not "Mr Creemy", is it? I remember their rum & raisin from the van - used to play "we'll keep a welcome in the hillsides" as it cantered from valley to valley. Ah happy days!
It is indeed mr creemy although the van belongs to my mates and it does'nt have a jingle jangle tune!! wow fancy you knowing that!! the mango sorbet is also heavenly!!
FOAF once had a job driving an ice cream van onto the sands (at Tenby ?). On arrival he'd assemble the freezy-squirt machine he'd stripped and washed out the night before, then set to serving up those '99s.
One day he realised he'd arrived without the tube of food-grade nozzle assembly lubricant. He tried without, but Part A just didn't want to know about Part B. What to do?
It was too far to drive back to the office, and he'd cop an earful from the boss for losing a morning's sales. What did he have with him that would do the job?
He found the First Aid kit. In there was a tube of Germolene. It was sort of greasy, and it surely couldn't be poisonous. So he gave it a go, and sure enough the machine went together.
First cornet. Basically, well, pink. And tasting strongly of sunburn cream. Pull a few more through the nozzle.
After a quart or two, they'd lost the colour a bit and didn't really smell of ointment any more, but the taste was still distinctly weird. There was nothing to be done though, other than to be insistent and generous with the strawberry syrup.
At the end of the day, the ice cream still tasted medicinal. But the British day-tripper, stoical as ever, hadn't made a single complaint all day. Truly we'll eat anything if we're on holiday. Especially if it plays Greensleeves at us.
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Date: 2004-06-15 05:04 pm (UTC)One day he realised he'd arrived without the tube of food-grade nozzle assembly lubricant. He tried without, but Part A just didn't want to know about Part B. What to do?
It was too far to drive back to the office, and he'd cop an earful from the boss for losing a morning's sales. What did he have with him that would do the job?
He found the First Aid kit. In there was a tube of Germolene. It was sort of greasy, and it surely couldn't be poisonous. So he gave it a go, and sure enough the machine went together.
First cornet. Basically, well, pink. And tasting strongly of sunburn cream. Pull a few more through the nozzle.
After a quart or two, they'd lost the colour a bit and didn't really smell of ointment any more, but the taste was still distinctly weird. There was nothing to be done though, other than to be insistent and generous with the strawberry syrup.
At the end of the day, the ice cream still tasted medicinal. But the British day-tripper, stoical as ever, hadn't made a single complaint all day. Truly we'll eat anything if we're on holiday. Especially if it plays Greensleeves at us.
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Date: 2004-06-19 03:56 am (UTC)