Every Friday between 7am and 8am the carer came into my flat to collect the laundry, but discovered that I too needed laundering because I was so dirty, so she told me to climb into the laundry basket. She then took me and the clothes together along to the laundry.
On arrival at the laundry room the washing, plus one human being, that's me of cause, got unloaded and put into the washing machine.
In an instant the washing machine was turned on and the clothes, including me, spun round and round until clean.
The washing machine was opened up, unloaded and out came a me and a load of washing.
The laundry, one man and a load of washing was tumble dried and put into the laundry basket.
For me to be cleaned up inside a washing machine was a real experience, for it was the first time that I ended up getting laundered.
