Hendon takes another step towards New York with Uncle Doovy’s kosher ice cream van.
Posted: July 9th, 2003 | 5 Comments »
Hendon takes another step towards New York with Uncle Doovy’s kosher ice cream van.
Hendon takes another step towards New York with Uncle Doovy’s kosher ice cream van.
Surely this can only be a Good Thing?
Indeed. And the soft ice cream was surprisingly good, though the flake was Elite and thus nasty. He also does veggie hotdogs.
Vaguely related, I read recently somewhere (probably the Guardian’s Notes & Queries section) that modern ice cream vans have little MIDI players for the jingles, and you can upload your own .mid of choice to them. This info was supplied by an ice cream van owner who used Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters”.
About 6 months ago, I started to hear what I thought was an Ice Cream Van at strange hours of the day.
It turned out, much to my ever-growing collection of disappointment buckets, to be the bell for the new religious girls school.
I would like to know whose idea it was to broadcast sinewave versions of Row, Row, Row Your Boat to an entire neighbourhood of tradition-steeped Jerusalem.
I mean, the muslims don’t go around playing Little Miss Muffet from their minarets. The shintuists don’t go around shouting Shing-A-Shong-of-Shixpence while shattering sheetglass…
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When I still lived Melbourne, the Chabad Girls High School had a chime that was copied from the chimed played when an Over is Completed (OC) in Cricket.
Shim I wish the Muslims did put Little miss Muffet on Anything even a dog would sound better than those “eee” and “ooor” donkey noises.
Hey man thats my school youre talking about! 🙂