Dickie Dee

Ahh the sound of the ice cream truck! We heard the truck and had our money by the door so we could just run out and get a treat, but the truck drove away so fast that we had to anticipate which way he was going to go. We started walking to the other corner, but we couldn't hear it? Then in the wind every now and then we would hear a chime, but lose it again, then he emerged across the way thru the park, so Maddie and I ran to catch him. Phew, we caught up and got our ice cream. Now we had to get home faster than it could melt.

Times like these I miss the good Ol' Dickie Dee bikes. At least you could CATCH them, if you whistled or yelled he would hear you, and there is NO way he could go 50km!!