Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Tuesday. Washing day.

Swedish communal laundries. I wonder how many funny, irritating or totally crazy stories people have to tell about their laundry experiences. I wonder how many foreigners have written home about their experiences, usually in the basement of their apartment building.

Today was washing day and I used this beauty to wash a blanket too big to fit in the normal washing machine. She is probably about 100(!) years old and still servicing the few people who dare to use her. She moans and groans when turned on, but works like a charm.

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