My Day 1 of our 3-day-hard-lockdown started early. All of my activities have been cancelled: no netball, no aqua or exercise classes, no pub trivia, and definitely no lunching with ladies in the City tomorrow.
I had no excuse to put off housecleaning. I awoke early and put all my foot-mats, and bathmats and cleaning rags in to wash and then went for a swim scooping the leaves off the surface while in the pool.
Still in my togs and dripping wet, I walked around the house to the laundry underneath to avoid getting my floors wet. The washing machine still had 7 minutes left in the cycle, but the mats seemed to be pretty well spun, so I turned the machine off at the wall and pulled them out.
Bad move. It won’t turn back on. My money talks: it says goodbye!
Written by Adrienne Beaumont: waiting for repairman