Mneme's second Poppyhead Post.
Well, the tumble dryer did its worst, and I survived. It ate three socks (or did I say two), and twisted one t-shirt. No colour runs this time, I've worked out the dirty tricks it plays, in cohoots with the top-loader. You just have to be around to listen to the beep that tells you the mixed wash is... Sign in to see full entry.