Trudie Callan

Photo-a-Week Challenge


Week 40 -22. Laundry


We have had a lovely spell of warm weather. This day, ‘washing’ day was sunny and windy. Perfect drying weather. I love being out in the garden once again and there is nothing to beat the fresh smell of sheets dried  on the ‘washing’ line. ‘Washing’ as opposed to ‘Laundry’ is how we described the weekly wash of clothes at home in Scotland. When I was very young the weekly wash was done in the wash house. An outhouse with a big stone boiler which had room underneath the boiler for a fire to be lit to heat up the water for the washing. The whites were boiled then the water was used in sinks and cooled for the rest of the washing. We had a ‘mangle’, two rollers turned with a handle to squeeze out the water from the clothes. When the weather was fair, the washing was hung out to dry and if it was raining, there were ‘pulleys’ which were clothes rails which were let down from the ceiling to load the wet washing and pulled up again to the ceiling for the clothes to dry.

Thank goodness for washing machines and tumble dryers! It took a whole day to wash the clothes and was a cold job in the winter time.

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Week 38 – 44. Speed

Week 37-44.Speed

Captured this with “speed” in mind on a trip to Richmond in Surrey. We had a successful shopping trip, coffee in the Bookstore, made some pictures and had a good outing. It was a good trip using our “Twirly (too early, since you cannot use them before 9.30 am) Bus Passes”. It took longer than if we had used the car, but it reminded us that you sometimes see more on foot.

Richmond is an interesting town with lots of history attached to it. We promised ourselves that we would explore more so perhaps I shall have more material for my blog when we discover something worth sharing.


Week 37 – 27. Memories



I came across this iron when we replaced our last one when it blew up! It is similar to one I used to use as a teenager. My Mum was an invalid during my teenage years and I helped with household chores. One of my jobs was the ironing, which I hated, especially my Dad’s shirts. Using this one is a pleasure and I enjoy using it. Good to get in touch with these resentful memories and replace them with good ones!