Takes me back to my childhood and Saturday morning cinema.

My lovingly prepared frozen apple juice:all 6 bottles have been taken out of the freezer and been defrosted unbeknownst to me whilst I have been staying in another part of the guest house. I had thought something like that might happen so I am more sanguine than I might have been. And I am sitting in the laundry room to write this as I cannot get the internet in my room. But then I am living in Kyrgyzstan where on a Saturday afternoon there are more important things at stake.