Month: May 2005

When I was a child, one of the most magical moments of summer was the sound of an approaching ice cream van. The soft jingle to the tune of “The teddy bear’s picnic”, “Ring a ring a roses” or “Twinkle twinkle little star”, all the auditory equivalents of Mr. Kipling’s French Fancies. To all those… Continue reading Wild Whippy West

Treasury tags eh? And don’t even get me started on turnips.