The Thousands

Alfred Prufrock measured out his life in coffee spoons. I measure mine in Zooper Doopers. Motivated by this long hot summer (and childhood nostalgia), I’ve become addicted (although at 20c a pop, a freeze-your-own-popsicle habit is hardly debilitating). But which to choose? Funny Faces are defunct. "Healthy" fruit juice ices are a ruse.**So go for "The Coolest Taste in the Universe". The Dooper dudes reinforce that big claim with even bigger flavour names: Galactic Grape, Deep Space Lime… There are different flavours in the boy pack and the girl pack (call me a chauvinist, but go for Zooper Boy – his Space Pineapple easily trumps Zooper Girl’s Beaming Banana). Hey Mr Prufrock – enough with the coffee – have a drag from my Fairy Floss Forcefield!