Halfway Ice Cream!

So. The Dog (Not) Oasis lady was back from her holiday and there was nothing I could do but to follow mum there, although while loudly protesting, making it absolutely clear that I would NOT be there if it was up to me. Which it wasn’t, unfortunately. 

I survived, and mum came back smelling of burgers and fries and - my sister Nora! Unfair doesn’t even begin to describe this. But we did stop for our traditional halfway home ice cream! Yay! The place along the canal was absolutely packed with tourists, boats, camper vans and sheep. Yep! But they’re on the other side of the canal, which I think they appreciate. Raspberry and cookie flavour, really tasty. Extra with two boats.