Well what a week, the washing machine died it was only 17 years old and had been serviced twice and had one repair that was when we were told that the company doesn't exist anymore and that it was not worth getting it fixed. They just don't make washing machines like they used to. The studio assistant (Greg) and I have had several discussions regarding front loaders versus top loaders. Of our acquaintances and friends there is always a mixed view. I know several felters who swear by the front loader. Greg would go back to a twin tub but I have firmly put my foot down there. I would like a front loader because they felt better, house husband extraordinaire then said that I could buy whatever I want if I do all the washing but he wanted a top loader. So a top loader it is.
My doctor after lots of tests etc is pretty sure I have Wilson's Temperature Syndrome (a thyroid complaint) and I am off tomorrow for a blood test for that. I think I have given more blood for tests in the last twelve months than my body can hold. Hopefully this will be the last for a while. If the doctor is right then medication will fix it within a few weeks. So I am not fat and lazy after all. That's a relief. I thought old age was catching up with me and winning.