Mood: Industrious

We've lived here, what, four years now? Finally got round to defrosting the freezer yesterday (yes, and other exciting stories). There is something quite satisfying though, about heaving out sheets of ice the size of a polar ice cap. And then of course there's that vodka miniature lurking in the arctic depths, slivers of ice perfectly suspended in crystal liquid, precision chilled over three years. I even cleaned out the fridge as well, and was relieved to discover what I thought at first was a clump of monster mould, was in fact only a stray broccoli floret...