Not fresh as a daisy

A brief visit to mum's freezer the other day suggested that the freezer door had been left open for a considerable time and all the stuff inside had defrosted. But it was also apparent that the freezer door had been closed and everything was re-frozen to be eaten later. There were impressively long icicles dangling into the top drawer of the freezer from the freezer's roof, and these were stopping the drawer from moving in and out freely.

And there was a veritable ice rink in the bottom of the top drawer where a large puddle had formed and then been frozen over.

Then mum invited me to stay for dinner and offered me fish and prawns to eat.

Rather than upset her, I accepted her invitation but worried enormously that this meal - or a future one - might make one or both of us ill, from eating re-frozen previously thawed food.

Here I am, right as rain, and relieved that I was not unwell after the meal, but now I am terribly worried mum will make herself ill by being a bit careless over her use of the freezer. She eats frozen food every day so is quite reliant on the freezer, but she needs to be sure it will be safe to eat. I can't watch over her, and I am concerned for her health.