Had The Shock Of Our Lives Today

[renegadefm]

Well this must take some beating. 

Cleaned out parents deep freezer on Friday morning, so it meant that all the food suffered freezer burns, so we double bagged it all up in black rubbish bags and temporarily put them in the boot of our car. 

 

Well here is the shock, we opened the boot today two days later, or 48 hours later to take the bags out to take to our local recycling centre. Baring in mind its July and temperatures are quite warm.

Well to our shock there was still ice in the bottom of our boot space of the car. 

How on earth is that possible when the car was baking hot on Friday afternoon, and all day Saturday, and most of Sunday, how on earth did we have pieces of ice in the boot where the bags were placed? 

[Auntypoll]

 The lumps of ice under the bags had been protected by the frozen products in the black bags. When you removed the bags they would still be frozen. Why were there lumps of ice under the bags and why were you taking food products to the recycling centre?

[Maydup]

The Shock of your Lives? - I thought you were going to find something really gruesome frozen in the bottom of that freezer!

[renegadefm]

Auntypoll, 

 

Long story, but my elderly parents have two deep freezers, and one of them wasn't being used, so we found all the food in there was either out of date or freezer burnt. 

So we emptied all the food into black bags and put them in the boot of our car on the Friday as we didn't have time to deal with it. 

So on Sunday we decided we would have to take all tbe bags to our recycling center as the volume of so much food was far too much to put in a caddy or wheelie bin. 

 

But the surprise was ice had formed under all the bags in the boot two days after we put them in there, that was the shock because it was hot sunny days and the inside of the car was baking hot, so naturally you would think the food would have all thawed out after 48 hours. 

 

Quite a mystery to us that day anyway. 

[New Judge]

I once stayed in a beach front hotel in Kerala, southern India. Every morning, as we were having breakfast overlooking the Indian Ocean, a chap wearing a dhoti would walk past on the beach. On his head he had an old cushion on which he carried a large block of ice which was getting on for about two feet cubed. Even at 8 to 9am it was already fairly hot, and the ice block could be seen dripping down from is lower edges.

Being inquisitive, I asked our hotel manager what this was all about, Apparently the ice man was employed as an odd job man by a bar further up the beach but they had no electricity (and thus no ice making equipment). Oddjob was tasked each morning with fetching the ice from a place which provided it to the many beach shacks which were not connected to the utilities. After he had arrived at his destination Oddjob’s then had to smash the block up into chunks that could be used in drinks. Our hotel manager reckoned that by the time he got there and the ice was smashed up, there was enough left for two gin & tonics!  🤣