The Refrigerator

Just edited the original post. And reposted, because I like this one.

Stories My Parents Told Me

Holy smoke, you must be kidding! Now the fridge has packed it in.

Just what I needed this month, what with my smartphone being stolen, the huge bill for paving at the house, car registration and insurance papers arriving in the post last week and just after sanding and polishing the timber floors of the old house, as well as recently buying a new dishwasher, new computer and printer, paying for repairs to the ride-on mower and purchasing “George”, the washing machine. I have been spending money like a drunken sailor, lately. At this rate I may need to walk the streets. Come to think of it, I probably would not be able to afford the public liability insurance.

I first noticed the beginnings of the latest calamity while taking a not-so-refreshing sip of tepid soda water from the refrigerator door:

Hmmm…I thought. Not very cold.

Like a modern proverbial…

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