So who exactly is the mysterious Mr Whippy?
He must be fabulously wealthy by now - he was purveying his ice creams since 1958, when I was a nipper.
I'm always frustrated by how long it takes the barber in my local barber's shop to clip someone's hair. Most youngsters these days have a style which involves no more than 2 settings on a shaver - very close and not so close, yet it still entails about 20 minutes of faffing around with a pair of scissors and a comb to detail it, which I'm certain entails nothing more than snipping away at thin air. Bloody annoying when you're in a queue of about 5 blokes.
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