About 3 years ago I lived in Leeds.
One night I was out shopping at the local supermarket minding me own business got 2 the frozen food bit (they had them long freezers) found the frozen peas, only 1 bag left right at the end, leaned over to get em meanwhile someone (presumably old lady with tartan shopping bag) knoacked into me took me off balance and I ended up in the counter.
It was bloody cold in there n me hands stuck to the bottom, I was in a dead dodgy position cos me knees had jammed over the lip so I couldn't move.
After what seemd like an age someone came to help me n thawed me hands off the bottom plate with some warm water.
I could c the attendant trying not to laff in me face looking back it must have been quite funny but the most peculiar thing is that I was really really scared, what if I never got out, all I could see was frozen veg, I was thinking how I could get water etc etc , mad as if I was going to set up a little house in there I couldn't move from me knees upwards.
Mad as anything it was.