When I was 15 I worked as a vendor at the skydome (now Rogers centre). Mainly my duties were to walk up and down the isles selling popcorn during blue jays and Argo games. Sometimes I sold coke. Sometimes I sold slushies. This was back in the day when mcdonalds had a monopoly on all the food service in the dome. One day we got a new product in. Hurdy Gurdy gelato. We called them ices. Hurdy Gurdy Ices and gelato. Nobody knew what I was talking about when I shouted that up and down the isles. So I just started calling it ice cream. Hurdy Gurdy ice cream. Hurdy Gurdy. That’s how I would describe this cab driver’s driving right now. Hurdy Gurdy. I may vomit. Typing this on my iPhone is for sure not helping.