The better use of fridges

[desperance]

I just had a very happy moment. I have been sitting in the clubhouse writing Kipling, and sipping at a cooling beer, with a looming distress behind the moment because I knew this was the last beer in the wine fridge (bar the really good ones that I think a friend left there, and that certainly I intend to share with that friend however they came). I tried to comfort myself with thoughts of incipient gin, but really I wanted beer, and the fridge was bare. But then because I was in the clubhouse, my eye was drawn to the subsidiary fridge, the bacon fridge; and I thought "Oh, wait a minute..."

And went to check, and lo: I was right. The bacon fridge has indeed been roped into duty as the secondary spillover beer fridge. It's got lots. I could drink all evening. (Tho' m'wife might find me a little tiresome, after a while.)