As the wind was howling and the turent of the tree began to shake the weather began to change. The old man was shivering so much that he couldn’t hold his walking stick properly. He had got home and his grandchildren were playing snakes and ladders and they said playing snakes and ladders is more fun than watching a barrel of cheeky monkeys. The old man began to eat a ice cream. This was no ordinary ice cream, it was a special ice cream made only for the old man.