| I spent yesterday in the fridge.
No, really. Defrosting the bastard was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I don't think it had ever been defrosted before. The freezer part was basically a huge block of ice with a tiny hole in the middle for a bag of frozen chips. Now it is de-iced - unlike me, who had more ice all over me by the end than a snowman. Still, at least it cooled me down!
The ghost seems to have rearranged the washing overnight, which was very kind of her but putting a t-shirt on top of a tea towel does not lend itself to making either of them dry.
Ghosts should leave washing to the living. Fact. - Mood:tired

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Defrosting the fridge is up there with ironing on my list of very unliked domestic chores.