I was at home earlier when I heard someone banging on my front door. I rushed downstairs to find my neighbour stood there looking frantic.
“Your son has just got into a man’s van!” he blurted out.
“What!? What happened, which way did they go?” I asked, now panicking too.
“Down the hill, he offered him an ice cream and he climbed straight in.”
“Oh no!” I cried, “He had ice cream at lunch.”