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Lost in Translation | Mr Whippy ‘99
Out for a walk, we arrived at a cafe, much to their dismay, as they were trying to pack up 5 minutes before closing time. We persuaded them to let us buy a much-promised-to-the-kids ice-cream treat; they acquiesced but would only offer Mr Whippy. One of the servers turned to my kids and asked “Would you like a Mr Whippy ‘99?”
Blank stares. The server wondered why he wasn’t receiving his usual enthusiastic reaction and I had to then set about explaining to my kids what a Mr Whippy 99 was; once they heard it involved ice-cream and chocolate they were in (they take after their Mum).
Some things just get lost in translation and I am glad to have rectified what was a huge parental omission on my behalf, how could my child get to the age of 8 and not know about Mr Whippy 99? I need to start writing a list of things to educate them on.
