What a crazy day!
Why is it that I could sit around all day in a posh frock and diamond tiara and never see a soul - but today - because I am filthy to the eyebrows from gardening, exuding perspiration from every pore, hair full of resin and spiders, and dripping blood from where the brambles won the arm wrestling contest - the vicar calls to tell me about the proposed Autumn Fayre, then a tweed besuited member of the Parish Council wanted to canvas my opinion on the state of the roads, followed closely by the WI scavenging brigade in search of jam jars !
Went to the garage to find them some - was hit by the pungent pong of putrefaction. Hastily dispensed the jam jars and went back to see what could possibly have crawled into my garage to die. Searched all the cupboards, shelves, corners, boxes of stuff that will all be useful one day - nothing untoward. Then I realised - there was no gentle hum from the deep freezer - what was worse - the red warning light was on! Haven't been out there for about 10 days - so not sure how long it has been off. Lifted lid - beat hasty retreat!
Can't face dealing with it tonight - will have to buy a couple of rolls of strong black bags anyway. Thank goodness it was not full - had been running it down ready to clean and restock for the Winter.
R.I.P. good and faithful freezer 1986 - 2018!