‘Jenny’, says my niece, Mooch, her brow wrinkled with deep, deep concern. This is clearly going to be a conversation of the greatest importance. You know how it is when you’re seven years old.
‘There is one thing you really must remember to take with you on holiday.’
I silently run through the list in my head but can’t think of anything special I’ve missed.
‘Er, what’s that then?’
‘Your camera. So you can take lots of pictures of icecream.’
Oh. Well then. Mooch’s wish is my command.
Back in two weeks’ time with as many pictures of icecream as I can cram in 🙂