Thursday, 18 August 2011

365 - 229 Laundry tales

As always when coming from a trip there's the washing machine to entertain. Which really is no problem, wouldn't know what to do without it. What I don't understand however is, where does all that washing coming from? I start with a couple of heaps that look like four loads the most and then I end up filling the machine four days in a row all day long. How is that possible? The laundry must be breeding. Which would explain the masses of socks I have now to put away...

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