Every relationship has its ups and downs. I guess I should be happy ours has lasted so many years. But he has done something unforgivable. Is this the end for me and Freddo?
I love Freddo. Everyone knows that. But something happened this week that I’m not sure I can get over. It wasn’t exactly his fault. But I’m going to blame him anyway. 
So, my other big love is my washing machine. OK, who likes laundry? But we have to do it, so to have a friendly, functioning washing machine is the underpinning of any mum’s sanity. That 15 minute rapido wash has got me out of hot water many a time when I’ve uncracked the PE kit from its muddy confines on a Monday morning. But a few days ago, it turned on me. Wash after wash was interrupted by an angry triple beep and scary warning sign. Which I ignored, switched off and on, set to spin and parked it for my husband to look at. He did, a day or so later. He emptied the filter, all was well.
Except it wasn’t. The next day, the same thing happened. Nefarious activity was afoot. The laundry mountain was higher than me. Pant stocks were running low.
My poor husband again spend the evening knelt by the washing machine – though to be fair, this is where I spend most of my time so I’m not too sympathetic. At about 11pm, he came out, smiling grimly. “Do you know what it was?” I shook my head apprehensively. “THIS was stuck up the detergent pipe.”
Reader, it was a crumpled up and thoroughly washed…Freddo frog wrapper.
Oh, the irony.
But I guess Freddo might say in his own defence – well, you do bite my head off at least once a day.
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Oh the sneaky wee bugger! 🙂 Glad you got to the bottom of the blockage. In our house it’s always ALWAYS tissues. It drives me insane! Xx
Glad you managed to find the problem and get your washing machine working again – know just what you mean about the laundry pile becoming a mountain – our washing machine is definitely one of the most essential items in our house!
Haha! Oh that naughty little frog! Glad the washing machine works again,I’d be lost without mine – if there was space in our teeny utility room I would have dragged an armchair in there by now as I pretty much live next to it!
Poor little fella 😉
Oh no! My son constantly puts wrappers in his pockets and in the washing machine (mainly chocolate buttons). I keep telling him to put them in the bin, now I will REALLY have to nag him. I don’t want this to happen!
Haaa ha! Brilliant… ours is usually full of hair clips when it starts making a noise… oops!