Well done. We finally spilled the wine on the sofa. And our loungy cool sitting room turned into the room with the wine stained sofa.
To remedy the situation, I went to a self service laundry round the corner. I hadn’t been to such a place since leaving England. And even there I only used to frequent the laundry up until the very early nineties.
As it happens, evolution has not left the laundry business unregarded. In order to wash your washing, you will need to coordinate at least two blipping and bleeping mashines, furthermore there are quite immovable handles to turn and there is washing powder to be added into chutes that are quite invisible to the unseeing eye.
After not passing my A-levels very early on in life, I have developed a kind of fearless facette to my personality. I insist on reading books – may I misinterpret what I read or not. I also keep involving myself with technology – whether I fail in my quest or not, I initially refuse to think about. So, in this spirit I entered the Quick and Clean (Schnell und Sauber) Launderette. After a quarter of an hour of looking puzzled and pushing buttons to no avail, an elderly lady offered assistance.
The trick is to first fill the desired machine, pull and push levers and kick it, then insert a specified amount of money in different coins in a particular order into another machine. Now, its time to return to the washing machine and add the detergent. Push buttons, immediately return to other machine, push more buttons. Kick. Voilà. Washing progresses. Really a very short time later, the washing ceases. Stains still there but I have learned for life and grown in the process.
Life can be so easy. Be vigilant.