Never again

It's a bit of a tradition that the boys eat a shed load of ice-cream when school breaks up for the summer.

On the recommendation of a friend they had a 'cold stone' ice-cream from a shop down Byres Road - 2 mahoosive scoops of ice cream, 2 toppings and sauce all mushed up together and served like a lump of cement on a plate with a wafer stuck in the top. I felt sick just looking at it.

Neither could finish their 'cold stones' and eldest looked particularly green afterwards. He's declared he never wants to eat ice-cream again...aye, right.