Contributor: Saul Jennings
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The thin tin melody of the van rang around the village sending a musical invite into all the people's houses. In those very houses the grown-ups faces shone in joy; they looked wide eyed at each other and then imploringly at the children “Can we, can we?”.
"Go on then", sighed all the children, with eyes raised to the heavens in mock despair. The little rounded van stopped on the street corner, slid open its window at the side of the van and the grown-ups all queued up.
From inside a large happy man appeared, dressed in white with a big bushy beard and a crisp, clean hat at an unusual angle.
"What can I get you", he boomed at the woman at the front of the queue, whose long grey hair was scraped tight in a bun.
"I'd like the first ice cream of summer", she said coyly and the man passed her an ice cream....
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Saul Jennings
