As explained on another thread , I started my life in a house where mother boil-washed everything in an old wash copper in the scullery. We only had the one detergent and did not need additives to the wash. I now do my own washing and use machines to both wash and dry my clothes, except when I have chance to hang them out. You Marianna, sound as though you are thoroughly used to your type of wash and would probably have to be sort of "retrained" to use our method. Do you notice a difference when sleeping on hotel sheets etc?? (It's funny , I put this thread on not expecting the reaction it provoked :me: :smile: )
You tugged a thread that runs through most lives.
The only difference I notice with hotel sheets is that usually they feel as though they've been ironed. They feel wonderful, but there's no way I'm ironing anything except the blouse I wear twice a year to sing with the local symphony chorus. For those occasions, it's worth the trouble to look my best.
I grew up with a washing machine similar to this, that we had until about 1952.
The filler hose fastened to the kitchen faucet and the drain hose hooked over the edge of the sink.
Then we got, would you believe, a combination washing machine and dishwasher, I seem to recall that it was this make.
My dad swapped the dishwasher tub for the washing machine tub right after breakfast every Monday morning and swapped them back after the laundry was done, usually when he came in for dinner at noon. To deal with the yuck factor, my mother ran a cycle with cold water and quite a lot of chlorine bleach before swapping back to dish washing mode.
She hung laundry on the line regardless of the weather until maybe the late 50s, when we got an electric dryer. The clothesline was never used again.
Marianna
