The man in the straw hat serves me a clotted cream icecream
I went for a bike ride this afternoon, and ended up at Earlswood Lakes. Lovely and scenic, only five miles leisurely cycling down the road through a very nice bit of countryside, and it had a big craft village where people do very olde worlde stuff.
Icecream man asked me where I was from, and when I told him, he asked me if I knew a man named Jones who worked in debt collection for the New Zealand Bank (I assume he meant BNZ).
I didn’t, but if anyone else does – please pass on his regards.
I don’t know his name. Straw hatted icecream man from Warwickshire that New Zealand bank man named Jones once went to school with. Presumably in Edwardian times. Anyway – he says hi.
