After months of occasional non-starting our washing machine has finally given up and refused to start altogether. I phoned an appliance repair man and asked if they could get spare parts for an 18-year-old machine. He said he'd check and call me back in 20 minutes.
He didn't call back so I guess they can't. So we're looking at new machines. That's the royal 'we'; it's actually Husband who's consulting Which Best Buys and comparing prices and machines.
Elder Son came round on Wednesday evening to move the tumble dryer that normally sits on top of the washer. He'd got it out of the shed* and was standing there holding it asking me where it was going to go. "Um, I don't know. Hang on."
I tried to help but probably was more of a hindrance. He's in his early forties but it's still a shock that he's a fully-grown, strong man who can do these things by himself. As Husband could before Heart.
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Rugby's Autumn International Series has started. Last week Wales played Fiji. Wales is in the process of rebuilding and struggling so I wasn't expecting a win but then they began well and took the lead. It looked as if they could surprise us.
Then Fiji won. Deservedly.
As I've said before, that's the trouble with being a Welsh supporter: it's the hope that finishes you off.
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Driving to meet Vivien on Thursday I was behind a car with the number plate A15 PEE. It made me chuckle.
But not take a photo!
* We keep the washing machine and tumble dryer in the outhouse next to the back door.
3 comments:
Reading this reminded me of how proud I was of my Zanussi washing machine, we had it in 1985. It lasted us for 34 years, and even then it was only the tumble drier part that gave up. They don't make them like that these days.
Jean.
That is impressive!
Washer 16Y. Dryer 19Y. Until replacement in 2o24.
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