You know how you get days when something snaps and you look at a job you've been meaning to do for, er, months and think, "Today's the day!"
Well, today was one of those days. The day when I would chip away at the ice around the top of the freezer so the lid would fit properly again. Ten minutes, I told myself, and I could reward myself with a mug of tea.
Only, it's just so satisfying when you ease a whole chunk away from the side, isn't it? So I fetched the sledge-hammer and chipped away some more. And then the basket was in the way, but when I tried to move it, it was actually frozen in, so... you get the picture.
By the time I'd finished the sink looked like this.
And under the basket ...
Suffice to say that I decided I no longer needed beetroot from 1994, tomatoes from 1992 or turkey gravy from 1991.
And look - I found the bottom of the freezer!
So - what's lurking at the bottom of yours?