So here is my routine when I wake up:

I wake up -- I go to my computer to check what instant messages I received while I was asleep because I am horrible at setting my IM programs to Away or Offline -- I grab my giant orange mug and head down to the kitchen -- I wash the mug and spoon some Milo powder in followed by a couple of inches worth of hot water

I like my Milo cold so I only use enough hot water to dissolve the chocolatey powder. Once that has dissolved, I go to the freezer to get some ice.

Here is where the point of the post comes in.

I reach into the freezer, pull out the ice-tray and carry it across the kitchen to the sink where my drink is awaiting to become sweet, cold, liquid chocolate goodness for my mouth.

But everyday -- every freakin' day -- when I pull out that ice-tray from the freezer, my gaze falls upon the inevitable fly that is stuck to one of the ice cubes. It is not the big chunky type of fly but a tiny one that is just a bit bigger than a sandfly.

Every day!

The first couple times I found a fly on my ice, I threw the ice cube away and carried on. But this has been happening every day for over a week.

Now it is to my best knowledge that the freezer is a piece of machinery that proves humanity has at least some grasp on the concept of heat exchange. It is a device that maintains sub-zero temperatures, has no continuous air-flow and contains no food that is not packed up tightly (plus this is a vegetarian household so there isn't even the odd piece of meat in there).

So what the fuck are flies doing in my freezer?