A Confession

Photo by malias

I'm hanging my head in shame here.

Yesterday, for the first time in my adult life, I knowingly and deliberately used a tumble dryer.

I know, I'm highly embarrassed about it.

I say knowingly and deliberately, because when I first moved into this flat I didn't realise that the washing machine was a combination one with a tumble dryer as well. I was highly surprised and shocked to discover my first load of washing was warm and dry!

So what prompted me to commit such a blatant eco-crime when I've got a perfectly good drying rack? Well, today I'm off on holiday and I desperately needed towels. And towels take days to dry indoors.

There are people who say they can't live without their tumble dryer. Personally, I'm the opposite: my conscience doesn't allow me to live with one.

Incidentally, because of the holiday blogging will be light this week. I've scheduled a few posts so you don't miss me too much, but don't expect me to bring you back a stick of rock!