Scrub a Dub Dub

Yesterday I spent the day helping a friend redecorate a bedroom for a new lodger she is taking in. Together we painted the whole ceiling and top of the wall down to the picture rail, twice.

Sadly we just painted the ceiling white!!

After a spot of lunch, we started putting up Wallpaper. Now I have never put up wallpaper in all my life so this was a new experience for me. The paper she had chosen will perfectly suit the chap and although I didn't put enough paste on the first strip, I did a lot better with the second. The pattern was quite easy to match and I helped with the cutting and trimming too. I got a nice tea as a thank you for my assistance. I don't really think I did a great deal, but it was nicer for her to have some company as she worked.

Not my real hands!!  Also, somewhat odd brush action?

However, no good deed goes unpunished, and I got home to find out that our washing machine had broken. In the past, we would have been straight on the phone to call someone out, however, those days are gone. The washing machine was secondhand, so we don't have the instructions, but after quite a lot of internet research DH thinks he has found what the error code means. After further research, DH believes he has found the part needed online for £7.00. 

Prayers please that when this part arrives it will solve the problem without any further expense, as my poor hands are already raw from a days hand-washing. They are clearly not used to hard work, well being immersed in water for a long time anyway, what with the washing machines for both the clothes and the dishes. Having said that, there is something slightly therapeutic in doing it the old-fashioned way. It makes my think of my grandma, who still washed all her "smalls" by hand, even when she got a new fangled twin-tub.

What do you prefer to do the old-fashioned way?

Lots of Love Arwedd xx