Someone stole my washing

I washed clothes yesterday and sheets today.   It was a furiously windy day and I thought they would dry quickly.  I have a tiny rotary clothes line, very popular for caravans these days.  It lives inside the annexe on wet days and outside on sunny days.  It has to be watched carefully on windy days, or it and it's load could take off.   I tried hard to get it outside today but I just couldn't do what Steve does;  never mind, I pegged the washing on it and left it right up at the entrance.

I would have thought that it was impossible to get into the annexe past the clothes line, but Lindy managed.  When she heard that I had sheets to hang out, she grabbed them from the machine and headed to the big outside clothes line.   It was blowing a gale and we were struggling with them and laughing.  We made enough noise to attract Marion and between the 3 of us we made sufficient noise to get everyone in the park to visit!  

Lindy decided that the clothes on the small line were still a little damp and should be taken elsewhere.  I was perfectly happy to leave them there until they dried but neither Lindy nor Marion were.  They were gathered up and taken away.

Later, I went out to get the sheets from the line but they had gone the way of the other clothes.
Marion arrived here later, with all the clothes and sheets dry and folded.  They had been through her tumble dryer.

  Some people are so kind.

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