Due to technical problems, yesterday’s post doesn’t appear to have been saved. I did actually write one, but Blogger hasn’t saved it, and it clearly didn’t publish. Sigh. Anyway, yesterday was a bit of a good day anyway. It was a gloriusly sunny day, surprisingly. Bank Holiday, and sun, mixed into one? Oh my.

And yes, I found my shorts! SO, I spent most of the day sunning myself, in the back garden, looking like this:-

Unpleasant, I’m sure you’ll agree.

I spent most of the morning with a case of the shits. Not that you needed to know that, but it did throw bank holiday plans into turmoil.

Anyway. The washer’s gone!

Well, when I say gone, I mean disconnected, sat in the back garden, ready for Comet to take it away when they deliver the new one on Wednesday. It’s a bit of a sad day. That washer’s been through a lot, having to clean my undies on a regular basis.

And, with that mental note still fresh in your minds (this post has been rather disgusting - Ed) I’m off to find out exactly what went wrong yesterday.

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