There’s nothing like getting your washing dry outside on a line.
The biggest thing I missed when we were on the boat was my washing line.
I was interviewed three times on Boat Living by the local media, even got a 5 second shot of Maggie and me on the local TV news! Our friends both boating and in the town knew it was me on the radio because of my washing line comment, and it stuck.

Of course coming here and having a garden, we could put a line up so it was one of the first things Hubby did for me. This is our first wash load on the new line in October 2017.
Today dawned bright and sunny so we decided to do the washing including sheets and doggy stuff as well and had three wash loads!!!
My washing line is about forty feet long, and was full after the first load of bed linen and our weekly stuff. We improvised using the over-the-bath airer for the smaller stuff and Hubby secured that to the end of the line with twine which gave us sufficient room for towels and tee shirts.

By the time the third wash was finished, the sheets were dry so we had space for the dog blanket and bed cover. Hubby had been up into town for an INR test and nipped into the discount store to purchase a ‘smalls’ space saver for a pound.
We were outside fixing the water butt height when the weather started to turn. Though no rain was forecast, the sky turned grey and it got cold. The butt is now two inches higher than it was and considerably lighter as we had to empty well over three quarters of it to lift it, but it should solve the problem of the overflow leak when the butts full so that the rainwater goes down the drain pipe as it should.

The good news is we managed to get everything dry outside, and the freshness of the bedding should give us all a good night’s sleep.
However, Hubby also came back with another 10 meters of washing line, so I may end up with two now!
Oh well, we had His and Hers hoovers in the cottage, so why not His and Hers washing lines?

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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15 Responses to Result!

  1. That is a lovely way of looking at washing and washing lines. I don’t mind washing but I am not that keen on ironing.

    • Another thing we learned on the boat by folding our things as soon as they came out of the tumble drier, it was sufficient enough not to warrant an iron. Suits me. I hate it, though love the smell. how daft is that?????

  2. I rather miss that smell…laundry fresh off the line after air drying. I used to do that, when I was younger and had a lot more energy. Here I can’t have one (even if I could find someone to put one up for me) because the Homeowners Association wouldn’t allow it AND (worse) the truck yard next door would mean my washing would end up smelling of diesel fuel and exhaust. 😦 I envy you your lovely washing line and nice setting! 🙂

    • It’s funny, but our friend (and others in her road) cannot have a washing line in her garden even though she owns her house outright. In the cottage we had a huge garden and substantial washing line too, but having open fields at the back as well as the front, sometimes the air was a little too ripe for drying outside, so we rigged something up in our conservatory.

  3. charlypriest says:

    Here in Spain is the norm for pretty much all houses, being in towns, cities in most or certain parts of the cities and you said in the comment above me something about the air, we spaniards figured that one out, we use tweezers to pinch, that way my underwear doesn´t appear in my neighbours balcony downstairs.

    • Oh my. Kids used to ask for their ball back when it lobbed over the fence, but somehow asking for one’s undies is a little more disconcerting!

      • charlypriest says:

        It has happened, and more often than I would like….good news is that above me there is a young couple living, the guy is always very ¨smartly¨dressed, nice shirts and pants and all, he probably spends half his salary on his clothes, so the good news is that in two ocassions two shirts felt into my balcony and I kept them. He rang the doorbell the next day or whenever he figured there was something missing from his line and asked me about it, me ¨no idea, probably flew into the street¨ Now I do have to be careful though he doesn´t see me coming out of the building with his shirt. Another excuse if he catches me is ¨ Really? I just bought it in X place, what a coincedence!¨ 😉

  4. Sadje says:

    A sheet dried in fresh air and sunshine is a luxury.

  5. After years of living in a flat I was so excited to have a washing line in my garden too! So satisfying seeing the washing fluttering in the wind 🧦

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