The good news is that my washing machine works. The bad news is that the washing machine repair man’s contribution was to demonstrate HOW the washing machine works, gently point out that reading the manual might have been a plus, and add for good measure that if you overload it, the tumble dryer will never manage to get the clothes dry.
And, with the benefit of his insight, it does now seem to work fine. Still, he considered me too stupid to charge the full call-out rate, and only took twenty quid off me. It was a pity gesture, but I accepted it.
I’d like to point out that I have two degrees. Honestly, I’m a clever person. I am.
Kevin is laughing at me quite a lot.