Curdled Milk

It's been a funny old week.

Coping with the death of the fridge freezer on Good Friday has been hard. I never realised that milk would go sour & curdle quite so quickly or that tepid cheese would smell quite so strong.

I also never realised that cats enjoyed curdled milk. I emptied one bottle down the sink, turned to the fridge to get the other, then back to the sink to be greated by the sight of at least three furry bums, tails in the air, gulping down curds as if they hadn't been fed for a week. (Oh yuck, I'll leave you to imagine the state of the litter trays later)

Valuable lesson learnt, when disposing of sour milk in the sink, always leave the tap running & stand over the muck until it disapears down the drain.