I've been laughing for days since seeing the beko-overflow tray's plaudits so well portrayed. Our kitchen smelt like a shithouse for days. I went through everything until a sinking feeling told me to look behind the fridge. I expected a dead body, but found something much less human, though more sinister. Poison-cheese from hell. As a single mother, with no moral support, I felt traumatised by just looking at it. An hour later, after 2 pairs of rubber gloves, a calpol syringe, a tub of bleach, soaked towels, and a few vomits, I stood back and admired the results. If I can do that I can do anything, I thought....Until, that is, 2 days later, the smell came again. I faced the dreaded tray again, but it was clean, and I have no idea where this new cheesy pong is coming from. I am now going to look for a nice second-hand fridge. So traumatised I am by BEKO. Good luck everyone. You're much more tolerant than I am. But remember, good white goods are out there.
rat's cheese, July 2014