Don't ask me how (no, really don't) but I stumbled across a strangely fascinating website yesterday, called Fridgewatch
Procrastinating wildly, I decided to photograph the contents of our fridge (see above) and analyse the results. They say you are what you eat, which is rather worrying. Notice the retro tin of sliced peaches? How the hell did they get in there? That's Lovely Husband for you. He'll be cracking open the evaporated milk to go with them later. He recently came home with a tin of squid chunks, which I think speaks for itself. That little jar top right, is bloater paste. That's his as well. I could never eat something with such an unappealing name. The red cabbage isn't mine either.
I clearly need to go shopping. If you check out the fridges on the site, you'll see how healthy their owners are. Either that, or they've filled them up first, specially. There's nothing green in ours at all. It really doesn't reflect our diet. Honest. It's normally stuffed to the rafters with watercress, broccoli and tofu. We definitely don't live on pickled onions, sweetcorn and cheese.
Not all the time, anyway.