It was a Sunday morning and the boiling hot sun beamed melting heatwaves down on my family’s sweaty bodies. “Now what do I need?” Dad thought to himself. “That’s it: sun cream and lots of cool refreshing water.” As we went of to Stanwick Lakes, we saw an ice cream shop called Cafe Romè. We each stopped to get a lovely cold ice cream and it was really funny when my brother mistook sicilian lemon for sillican lemon but it was the worst time ever to get ice cream because it has just starting to pour down.
FAILED FATHERS DAY!!!