Ice Cream Man‘So, what did you have for lunch, Dani?’‘A salad and chicken. And chips. And peas. And bread. And ket—’‘Yes, OK, very good, Dani. And did you have a dessert?’‘Yes. A yoga.’‘Yoghourt, Dani. With a T.’‘No, tea no. Coffee. With milk.’‘A white coffee, Dani. And what flavour was your yoghourt?’‘Flavour?’‘Lemon? Chocolate? Kiwi? Mango and papaya? Cheese and onion?’‘Estramberry.’‘STRAWberry, Dani.’‘Yes. Estramberry.’‘OK, thank you, Dani. Alright, then, let’s move on . . . I wonder, How many of you saw that documentary last night about those poor people living in the desert? How about you, Angel?’‘Ice cream.’‘Ice cream?’‘Yes, ice cream is my favourite desert.’‘Where's that, Angel?’‘Where?’‘Yes, where?’‘Where?’‘Yes, where's the Ice Cream Desert?’‘I don't understand.’‘Well, the documentary last night was about the Sahara Desert. That’s in Africa, isn't it?’‘And?’‘Is the Ice Cream Desert in Africa, too?’‘The Ice Cream Desert?’‘DesSERT, Angel. Ice cream is your favourite desSERT; not DEsert. “Ice cream is my favourite desSERT”. Can you say that?’‘Yes.’‘Let’s hear you, then.’‘Sorry?’‘ “Ice cream is my favourite desSERT”.’‘Is mine too’ . . .