Hello all, and sending usual good wishes.
Well, there are at least six of them, and I think I will have to tackle them alone.
They have been there for quite a while, and although not posing any threat, I think it is time for them to go.
Yes, I am calling time on Unidentifed Frozen Objects!
In fairness, not all are completely "unidentified" the odd one does appear to be labelled, although I could call into question Mr P's spelling of "coq au vin" 
We have reached the stage where even the ones that are labelled are not to be trusted! I defrosted a tub labelled "mashed swede & potato", thinking it would be useful to help to top a shepherd's pie, only to find that it contained bami goreng!
We both (me especially) hate wasting food, and I confess to saving quantities of left overs, sometimes just in the fridge, only to throw them away a few days later. Yes, I know I'm only prolonging the inevitable, but somehow it feels slightly better than consigning it to the waste food caddy on the day!
Anyone else guilty, or is it just me?
"The Meaning of Liff" is a sort of "dictionary" made entirely of place names!
For example "Kettering - the marks left on your thighs and bottom after sitting in a wicker chair" 
Which book,*Tillybelle*? It wasn't Jalima who mentioned "The Meaning of Liff"
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