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The joys of fridge ownership
Oct. 2nd, 2002 11:08 pmI got a new fridge yesterday.
That may seem like a small thing, and I'm sure it really is in the grand scheme of things. It seems unlikely that Mr Hussein, when considering how to deal with Messrs Bush and Brown, thinks to himself: who needs political power when one can have a new fridge - maybe it's time to retire. Mr Joy, when wondering where to spend his next Microsoft billion, doesn't stop and say: I know, I'll give it all to that nice Mr Nader and go for tea at Tim's, now that I know the milk won't be off. (It would be nice if he did, though.)
Still, I'm happy. No more ferrying about of buckets of ice. No more wasted sour milk. And the best thing is that I can now buy nice perishable food. I went for a binge at Tesco's today, and apart from the bread and bananas, everything went into the fridge.
(The old fridge had been dieing for some time. It had been noisy and didn't cool very well. Then the fridge bit stopped cooling altogether, and we used saucepans of ice made in the freezer compartment to keep it cool. Then the freezer packed up too. The repairman said that the cooling circuit had become choked up with oil from the pump. It took me some time to buy another fridge/freezer because all the ones I could find were too tall; or decided that anybody who wanted any sort of freezer would want an enormous freezer and a tiny fridge; or used an Aswan dam's worth of electricity. Eventually I found a nice one at Apollo 2000 in Botley.)
I'm sure that's more than you ever wanted to know about fridges.
That may seem like a small thing, and I'm sure it really is in the grand scheme of things. It seems unlikely that Mr Hussein, when considering how to deal with Messrs Bush and Brown, thinks to himself: who needs political power when one can have a new fridge - maybe it's time to retire. Mr Joy, when wondering where to spend his next Microsoft billion, doesn't stop and say: I know, I'll give it all to that nice Mr Nader and go for tea at Tim's, now that I know the milk won't be off. (It would be nice if he did, though.)
Still, I'm happy. No more ferrying about of buckets of ice. No more wasted sour milk. And the best thing is that I can now buy nice perishable food. I went for a binge at Tesco's today, and apart from the bread and bananas, everything went into the fridge.
(The old fridge had been dieing for some time. It had been noisy and didn't cool very well. Then the fridge bit stopped cooling altogether, and we used saucepans of ice made in the freezer compartment to keep it cool. Then the freezer packed up too. The repairman said that the cooling circuit had become choked up with oil from the pump. It took me some time to buy another fridge/freezer because all the ones I could find were too tall; or decided that anybody who wanted any sort of freezer would want an enormous freezer and a tiny fridge; or used an Aswan dam's worth of electricity. Eventually I found a nice one at Apollo 2000 in Botley.)
I'm sure that's more than you ever wanted to know about fridges.
