Encounters with a giant ice cream

As you'll know if you live in the UK, the recent weather has been extremely warm (in London terms, that generally means above room temperature). So how better to enjoy the heat than eat something that'll make you feel cold?

Come on. You know it makes sense.

Somehow.

Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I went down to Regent Street for the last of the 'Summer Streets' events, where the whole street is pedestrianised and humans drift across the road like dodgem cars. Now everyone was drifting around like fat dodgem cars, due to a well-timed promotion by Magnum.

Aside from being a hipster-worthy alternative to a safety island, the giant ice cream (which I believe was fake, otherwise there would a small menagerie of children hysterically clinging to its surface) also invited people to have a magnum dipped right in front of them!

That's so cool. It's like those fresh food stores abroad where you can see your live chicken being killed and diced right in front of you.

If you look to the right of the giant lolly stick, there's a seriously long queue of people. And I didn't join in. I generally get crushed by humans who fail to notice me, due to my diminutive size.

So I'll just leave you with another picture of satisfied humans, gold Magnum balloons and 2 clouds in the sky which look like potential UFOs.

Laters,

Elf Dryadalis