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Stupid heads

August 12, 2012

On Sunday afternoon I couldn’t help taking some pictures of Rasputin kneading his blanket into comfortable-perfection.

Which led to me and Trout taking stupid photographs of our faces.

Which led to our classic impression of a bulldog.

 

Uncanny, right?

After we had calmed down and taken a mini nap, I decided to put on a load of laundry. We’ve had a few problems with our washing machine lately – having to run an extra spin cycle (or two, or three… ok occasionally even four…!) but being a total girl I had powered through in the knowledge that if you leave something long enough, it will fix itself. Ahem. This never works, and after 2 hours (!!!) the machine made a strange beeping noise and that was that. Still filled with water, I dumped the sodden laundry into the sink and stared for a bit, blinking at the machine. Thankfully Trout has a few more brain cells than I do, googled the make and model of the machine, and got to looking up how to solve whatever was wrong with it. We figured out that it must have a blockage somewhere – probably a combination of me (mostly), Trout and Rasputin’s hair/fur. We released the black plug-thing and a fair bit of water streamed out – not a huge amount, though. I spied some hair and pulled. Out popped a small, but thick bundle of hair. Like a hippie dread. Hmm. That hadn’t done the trick. I reached in and pulled out what seemed to be some fabric. Maybe a sock? No – a pair of my favourite pants!!

The machine had sucked my pants into the filtering system and felted them to oblivion! I couldn’t believe it. After that was cleared, a whole lot of water poured out, and we stood in the toilet in our pants and filtered the water from a baking tray into the washing-up bowl and finally down the loo. Once that was cleared we tested the water, as t’were, and popped the laundry back into the machine to spin away. It came out dry, result! So, to conclude – do not ignore your washing machine when it is being a bit special. It won’t fix itself, and it may have eaten a pair of your favourite pants. Sob.

After we had calmed down from the trauma, we settled down to make dinner and watch the closing ceremony. We had originally planned to have a bbq this weekend, but the weather never quite lived up to our expectations so we decided to opt for an indoor bbq.

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We had Tofurky polish sausage, grilled, with coleslaw and potato salad. Yum! The closing ceremony was pretty good – I have huge respect for Gary Barlow and have absolutely no idea how he managed to get through that song with cracking. It was stunning and admirable.

What did you do this weekend?

6 Comments leave one →
  1. August 13, 2012 4:19 pm

    Carpet picnics are the best! Great story about the washing machine, I’m going to remember that for the future!

  2. August 14, 2012 10:25 pm

    High five for the washing machine!!! I love to have carpet picnics with Phil too and I’m so looking forward to having them with our son too :-) x x x

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