I was pottering about this morning stuffing washing in the machine and huffing and puffing about how much effort it was 'to do the washing' . Unbidden , came the fantastic smell that used to infuse Beast Towers when we were small kids as Ma Beasty used to fire up this monster gas fired washing boiler and manually stir the washing , then rinse it in the sink followed by a good mangling .The whole performance used to take hours .Lighting the boiler with a taper of newspaper , the hiss of the gas , then the load bang when it ignited used to frighten the bejasus out of us kids , but you never forget that clean , boiling washing smell , it was wonderful.
Eventually a better off relative passed on their knackered old twin tub.
Man what luxury , the damn thing used to tie the washing up in a steaming great knot , and it had a laughable 'Automatic rinse and spin function' which involved much malarkey with hoses , but you still got the whole house infused by the marvellous fragrance and for a while Ma Beasty must have had a Paris Hilton vibe going on , having been freed from the tyranny of the dreaded mangle .
Then came the first automatic washing machine we got , the whole family sat and watched its first cycle , like we were watching a Saturday night TV show , we even had snacks and much spirited conversation and joshing as Ma Beasties Knickers levitated on the spin cycle . Marvellous fun , but you just don't get that 'clean' washing smell .
I still miss it maybe I should boil my undies in some washing powder solution on the stove , just for old times sake
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