A rare treat.
I won't harp on about how poor we were; compared to now, everyone in the '70s was poor. You didn't just let your children have an ice-cream because they wanted one, it was for a really special occasion. And yes, I remember sulking and even crying because I wanted one.
We didn't have a freezer back then, so ice-cream was like something from The Promised Land (America, where they even had it in different flavours.) Well okay, I hadn't even hear of the USA back then. But its flavours were drawing their plans against me...
And then outside the front door.
Looking cute in a skirt so short it shows my knickers (nappy).
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