The demise of Mr Whippy... you heard it here first folks coz I'm going to strangle him!
He stops about every 50 metres with his old 'Match of the Day' tune blaring away and it is driving me mad.
The tone is such that it travels through walls, glass, pillows, pillows
and duvets, and probably even lead. Anyone who remembers the ringtones of early mobile phones will know what I am on about. Well turn the volume up to 23 and push it through loudspeakers and that's Mr Whippy.