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Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts

Tuesday, 24 September 2024

An Iron With No Steam

Several months ago, my 12 year old iron ceased to steam and I've been using it as a dry iron.
Nothing wrong with that, really, but I do miss having the steam function. 
I went searching for a new iron and found some really fancy ones, but they were all so heavy to lift that I never bought one.
Recently, at a different shop, I found a lightweight Panasonic steam iron that I can lift easily.  It came home with me and has now replaced my faithful old one.



It works really well, so I am very happy with my purchase. And don't you just love the violet colour?
Margaret xx 

Wednesday, 15 June 2022

A Nasty Little Sock?

 

Where do socks go when you lose them?  Well, we all know the answer to that – washing machines eat socks!

What happens then I have no idea, but obviously this time our washing machine burped and sent a sock down an outlet hose.  It made its exit into the laundry tub in grand style, slithering out in a slime of crud.

But, being a Nasty Little Sock, and obviously looking for revenge for the indignity if had suffered, it then decided to block up the drain on the laundry tub.

By the time we became aware of its nefarious activities, the water was sloshing over the top of the tub and we had a couple of inches of water covering the floor.

Towels, towels, and more towels to the rescue! 

Actually, it didn’t take too long to clean up the mess and wash the useful towels and put them out to dry.




So, who is really to blame for this little episode?  The washing machine?  The sock? Or the person who puts the laundry on to wash?

I shall have to put on my Agatha Christie hat and investigate further!

Have a happy day 😊

Margaret

 

Sunday, 8 December 2019

Washing Machines


We have just had a good thunderstorm (if they can be “good”!) with heavy heavy rain.  It certainly cooled down the temperatures and sent us rushing to shut windows.  The cats came flying inside and we had to turn the stereo up to be able to hear it! 

A display at Matamata Museum (2007)

In my lifetime I have experienced three different types of washing machines.

The first was the wringer washing machine, an upright agitator machine that was used with a wringer/mangle to squeeze the water from the washed laundry.
My mother had one of these and I remember her using two concrete laundry tubs with the wringer mounted between them.  Fascinatingly, one tub always seemed to have blue water in it with a little deep blue bag sitting on the soap dish.  In later years I discovered that bluing was a popular way to stop your whites from looking dingy.
My grandmother also owned one of these, and when she had finished her washing she would carefully empty out the machine and bucket the water out to her garden.  She always maintained her citrus never suffered from any pests or diseases because she regularly threw soapy water over the trees!


A wringer washing machine


My mother eventually traded her wringer machine in for a twin-tub washer made by Hoovermatic.  Because of its superior ability to spin water from the washed items, her sheets would dry in one day while the neighbour’s would sit on the line for a few days.  I think it was a sort of competition between them!

When I married in the early 1970s we received one of these machines as a wedding present.  It was fantastic for conserving water as several loads could be washed in the same hot water, the same as a wringer machine but so different from today’s automatic machines.  One would start off with whites and progress through the washing until the dirty work clothes were done last.  Fresh cold water was used to rinse each load, before spinning them almost dry. 
It used to take me about an hour a day, when the children were small, to stand at the washing machine and wash everything.  When a load was finished washing I used a good-sized stick to lift it into the spinner side of the machine.  The hot washing water was spun back into the wash-side, and then cold water attached to the spinner.  When the water level was high enough, the machine would spin it out into the laundry tub.  A couple of these rinses and the things could be left to spin longer before throwing them into the clothes basket to be hung up on the outside line.


The twin-tub Hoovermatic washing machine


We bought an automatic washing machine ten years later, but I still kept my old twin-tub to wash very dirty clothes and anything that had sand in it.  The first automatic I ever saw was a top-loader that the lady I boarded with had purchased.  She was very fussy about what was washed in it, and it used to bounce across the laundry floor as it washed.  It was her pride and joy!
Nowadays, everything goes into the machine.  With its fancy computer technology, the machine can wash everything from delicate drip-dries to the dirtiest overalls (in different cycles, not together!), and even sense how much water is required.  Throw the washing in and walk away!  When the machine beeps, then it is ready to throw into the dryer or hang out on the line. 
Only trouble is, these machines do not seem to last as long as their predecessors, as we have purchased a few of them now.

Our current Fisher & Paykel automatic washing machine

Most of my laundry is hung on an outside line to dry.  Not a propped-up line like shown in my first picture, but on a rotary clothes line.  I like the smell of fresh air, sunshine and wind in my clothing and linen.  One of our neighbours used to always wash her sheets when rain was threatening as she loved the smell the rain gave them!

What type of washing machines have you used?
Margaret

Sunday, 17 November 2019

I Enjoy Ironing!

It seems to be a very unpopular pastime at the moment, to iron one’s clothes or household items.  Many people I know will go to extraordinary lengths to purchase items that do not need ironing.  I know how they feel, because for many years I absolutely hated ironing.  Procrastination would take over and the ironing box would be full before it got tackled.

Not anymore.  My husband always said a workman is only as good as his tools, and when we looked at the ironing situation we discovered I really disliked having the board moving around when I was ironing.

My ironing board now is a Brabantia model and has the stable feet I love.  With a good steam iron to help, ironing has become a joy and not a chore - especially with some background music to keep one company.


I like to iron in my sunny bedroom


Back in the 1980s (such a long time ago!) I knew a woman who was already well into her 70s.  As a teenager she had worked in a commercial laundry after school and knew several tips about how to iron different items.

Ironing handkerchiefs is one that really stuck with me.  Somehow, when my hankies come in from the clothesline they always seem to be skewiff and hard to iron straight.  Mrs W taught me to iron each of the four sides straight, and then iron the middle.  Most of the time I then end up with an even-sided handkerchief.


Beginning the ironing of a handkerchief


My mother loved to embroider items and taught me how to iron embroidered cloths.  Always iron on the wrong side so that the embroidery will stand out on the right side.  If it was a special piece, place the item on top of a towel to prevent the embroidery from flattening and make it stand out even more.


Ironing an embroidered cloth


It is not that I iron everything that I could.  Upon leaving school I boarded with a woman who insisted on ironing all of her sheets as she loved the crisp clean feeling of wrinkle-free sheets.  I have a sister-in-law who irons her towels and they always look neat and tidy sitting on the shelf.  My sheets and towels only get folded, but that is my personal choice (I do iron pillowcases).

How much do you enjoy ironing?
Margaret.