
It’s been a typical washing morning from what I remember them to have been like months ago. Littlest threw up twice on the way there. The ones at Leitrim were out of order, Tesco’s at Carrick was like ‘hallelujah!’ but having loaded 18kg worth of clothes (sort of) into it, realised that particular one was also out of order. Finally, after swearing a bit (quite a bit…) unloading the massive load of washing and reloading into the 8kg machine, we have some clothes being washed! Yes!
I’m just hoping it doesn’t break down…
