I don’t believe it!!!

My 9-year-old washing machine has been making ominous noises recently, and I was reminded of the horrors I experienced while buying it. So while I’m deep in the editing cave, I thought I’d reblog the post I wrote then. Grab your calculators and buckle up…

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It was a real Victor Meldrew moment. The first of two, actually. There I was in Switzerland a couple of months ago, rooted to the spot in our nearest big-town washing machine retailer, eyes popping and mouth hanging open…

But let’s start at the beginning. Washing machines, as we all know, don’t last forever and mine had died. I did my research on the www and found a nice machine, but in spite of over 20 years in Switzerland I’m a canny Scot at heart, so instead of ordering online I went to see my chosen machine in the flesh, so to speak.

The machine I’d picked out cost 1,100 Swiss francs. That’s at the expensive end of the cheap machines, by Swiss standards. Now I’m the first to admit that numbers aren’t my thing – they always seem a bit meaningless. I was hopeless at maths at school. So…

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