The Park

We went via the ice cream kiosk, Libbie picked the biggest chocolateiest one she could find.

A little boy can running up
Boy: Granny can I have a cone with a flake.
Granny: Ooo no I don't believe in chocolate for children.
Crestfallen boy: can I have this blue ice lolly
Granny: Ooo no, I don't believe in you having anything blue
Boy: Can I have one like that girl has got (pointing to Libbie)
Granny: Ooo no, no, no. Something plain.
Boy: Oh.
Granny: Two mini milks please.

I asked Libbie if Granny should go suck a lemon