Ice Cream

Today we went to the cricket with poor Fox and Mum still in hospital. It was a great finish to a great game, although there were some controversial and possibly unethical wickets and decisions in there. We stopped for ice cream on the way back. Jane's of course lasted way longer than anyone else's. Even with people helping her to 'clean it up' the whole way home she still had a fair piece of cone left when we got to our station. She then threw that piece out because she was full, much to my distress.