Washing machine died last weekend, 7 or 8 years old, did us proud. New one delivered today, conveniently on Carole’s birthday, saved me racking my brain as to what to get her.
If anybody needs me, I’m in the garage for a week or so.
OMG! I can't stop laughing! It's like the ads from the 50's when a husband bought his wife "a hoover" for Christmas! No longer goes over well, but I love the joke! Happy Birthday, Carole!