Have you ever hidden in a 'fridge?

y/n

Assuming y, what were the circumstances?

The Press is behaving as if this is the most extraordinary thing ever.

The 50s was when hiding in fridges was most dangerous. Fridges then used to have latches that snapped shut when the door was closed and could trap you inside and asphyxiate you. Children were killed in this way.

It was a criminal offence in many states of the US to abandon a fridge with the door attached. There were early public service broadcast warnings about it. Despite the UK’s fondness for public service warnings, these were never necessary in Britain because by the time fridge ownership became widespread here - not until the late 1960s! - the current rubber seal design had been invented.

Indeed, so traumatic would it be for a poor child to die trapped in an old skool fridge that I find the very mention of fridge-hiding to be slightly triggering. I am definitely not voting for Johnson as he triggers my worst nightmares about fridges.

Although “fridge” works very well as an abbreviation for “refrigerator”, it was originally short for “Frigidaire”, which was an early make of domestic refrigerator.

I've not hidden in a fridge, but did spend a (very cold) morning (many moons ago) in and out of a blast freezer checking on how quickly supermarket curry freezes

I was once shut in a catering freezer for about a minute during employment related japes aged about 19

it is very very dark and very very cold

also in this particular freezer there were large sides of meat hanging from scary hooks

all in all relatively unpleasant

I retaliated in a similar fashion later on that same day and the manager saw and got reasonably cross with us both

The wiki page about refrigerator entombments contains this nugget: “In the mid- to late 1950s troops of people would sometimes search out abandoned refrigerators, detaching the doors and smashing the locks.

Fridgilantes!

For those enquiring as to the quickness of curry freezing, I'm afraid the exact details (and accompanying graph) have long since been lost to the mists of time, but it was over 30 minutes. 

In IT there is a special fridge that Patrick the weirdo (tbf one of the weirdos) murders puppies and kittens.

I read IT when I was 11 or 12 because my pervy uncle (pervy toward my old dear and her other sister)* told me it would scare me.  It (IT) didn't really, I love that book.  The scariest book I have read was Mirror by Graham Masterton at a similar age.  fook me that shyt is sick.

*Turned out pervy uncle who made out like an oligarch had been cheating the tax man for years and ended up running to canadia with his secret other family.  Yes, guess fans, his secretary had another 2 of his kids.  

I have hidden in a fridge many times.

I had a summer job in a green grocers.  On hot days, I'd fook off and shirk in the cool-room for a bit.  There were no journalists seeking my views on why I'm such a lying aunt at the time.

I wasn't quite expecting the Spanish inquisition as a result of my freezer anecdote.  I think we didn't stay for the full freezing cycle once the trend was established.  Unfortunately my comrade in arms in this particular adventure is long since dead and so I'm unable to provide dux the closure he so clearly seeks on the matter.

Correct Dux.  He had black curly hair and a big 80s tache and looked like Butch Reynolds.  He did like to wrestle with my and my cousin (his son) when we were 9 or 10.  He was obviously much stronger than us so when he got both of us in a leg-lock I headed him in the old peculiars.

I realise that sounds like a made up story but it actually isn't.  I was quite lucky not to get peeded in retrospect.

*cringing as I type

My m7 dave used to play hide the poo with his housemates.  A log would be fished from the bowl with a designated net ad hidden by the protagonist- behind the curtains,  underneath a pillow, that set of jape.  

The best hide was the one wh emptied the butter out and scooped a dollop shaped hole from the underside before replacing the butter upside down with butter side up and stool lurking underneath and returning to fridge.

I was there for a week or so before someone had a slice of toast too far...

Happy to report dux that the death was in no way freezer related.  The actual curry freezing experiment provided data that (eventually) resulted in the building of a spiral freezing conveyor which worked beautifully until the factory burnt down due to someone not cleaning the filters in the extractor hood over the samosa oil bath.