This made me laugh. As reported in the Lancashire Post, some free-market friction broke out between Mr. Whippy and Mr. Yummy when one or the other, it’s not clear which, was offering to undercut the others prices;
“One was offering four, two scoop cones with a flake for £2 and the other said he would do them all for 10p cheaper….
….I couldn’t believe it when Mr Yummy jumped out of his van and smashed Mr Whippy’s window, you just don’t expect that around here.”
Naturally enough nowadays, someone immortalized the dispute on YouTube. What’s a “flake” by the way, in this context? I have no idea.
(via boingboing)
Don’t say you’ve forgotten Cadbury’s Chocolate Flakes.
Or a Ninety Nine which is a cone of ice cream with a flake stuck in it? You’ve been away too long
Ice Cream Wars in the UK are nothing new of course. There was even a movie, Comfort and Joy, by the same director as Gregory’s Girl. I had forgotten about the Strathclyde Police Serious Chimes Squad
Di
I guess I must have. I never did have much of a sweet tooth though.
The only ice cream I remember, aside from the stuff my dad made, was Wall’s, which I never liked at all.
Here you go Gunny.
And only a tanner
A lot more than that now, and not half as delicately delicious since Cadbury’s were taken over
The ice cream which is stocked by ice cream vans doesn’t have any cream or eggs. It has something added to make it light and fluffy but makes it taste like cardboard, and was developed by Margaret Thatcher when she was a chemist.
Wall Drugs makes its own ice cream? How could I have forgotten that?
I was prepared to give the old Dame a bye until I heard that Di. Shameless.
Mind you until I worked in Italy I only knew Wall’s chocolate, strawberry, vanilla and of course Ron Glum’s Neolopitan.
Bill Bryson does a riff in one of his books about choosing ice cream in 1970s Britain