Sir, – As a mother of three sons way back in the 1980s, I tried but did not always succeed in avoiding the “ice-cream man”. On one occasion when dragging the three-year-old from the van, he shouted at the top of his voice: “Mam, it’s okay, this is not the filthy one”. And pity the poor children who were told by their parents that when the music played on the van it meant that all the ice cream was gone! – Yours, etc,
MOIRA CARDIFF,
Hampton Cove,
Balbriggan, Co Dublin.