As young girls growing up on the Isle of Islay, my sister and I didn’t receive regular pocket money as there was little to spend it on. I do have a vivid memory of one day being dropped in the closest village to play at the beach with some of my friends and being given some money to buy an ice-cream. I recall the feeling of the tarmac underfoot, almost too hot to walk upon with bare feet on such a warm day, and a real sense of anticipation as, a little overheated after our frolicks on the beach, we headed up the hill to buy our Cornettos from the local Post Office. Stepping outside the shop, holding my precious purchase and peeling off first part of the outer wrapper and then the lid, my euphoria quickly turned to disgust as I realised it was rotten, and (now that I came to think about it) not even cold in my hand! The small ice-cream freezer of the Post Office had obviously been broken for some time. Rather naïve in terms of knowing our consumer rights, we didn’t even think to go back to the shop and ask for our money back, we simply shrugged our shoulders and headed back to the beach to play!