thick-headed, cant figure out the high tech washer/dryer in this Coolum condo- when the door refused to open, I started calling the infernal thing Hal! Did finally get my wet laundry out and draped it all over the furniture here and on the balcony. To hell with technology, I shout! Lets not over-complicate things, people. Crikey, a washer washes, a dryer dries, end of story! Tired from this mornings 3:45 wrap on Charlies Farm and the lack of sleep from which Im still suffering; cranky from just being me; antsy from not yet heeding the call of the Outback- of kangas and koalas- that intimidates a guy used to driving on the opposite side of the road. What do you suggest?
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 04:54:03 +0000