Yeah.
Try living in a relatively okay part of Glasgow, except every ten minutes the ice cream van comes round blasting chimes from 8am until 10pm when they are required by law to shut them off - so until 1am they blow a whistle. Eventually they've supplied all the knocked-off cigarettes and heroin they're going to for the day, so off they go unil 8am the next morning when it starts again.

Let's not even begin to talk about the one that goes around Scotstoun, Yoker and Knightswood with a fucking *gigantic* freezer engine that you can hear a mile off and is almost louder than the fucking chimes.

Oh, and the ice cream vans that play songs that are somehow construed as the wrong sort of football reference so that they play the opening bars of "The Entertainer" and are promptly besieged by baying mobs of blue-shirted football fans trying to smash the windows and let down the tyres.

Fuck ice cream vans. Ban the bloody lot.
(gordonjcp, Wed 7 Oct 2009, 23:27, Reply)