Dry, Drier, Driest

Dry, Drier, Driest 

For the first time in my life I’ve bought a drier.  I’ve never lived with one before, let alone bought one.  I strongly believe that the best way to dry washing is on an outside clothesline, and that’s how I’ve always done it.  However, every winter in Christchurch there are one or two times when there are several rainy days in a row, and we end up taking washing to the local launderette to get it dried.  Even on days when we can get it almost dry it still needs a good airing.  In our tiny Cottage there is no airing cupboard (the water cylinder is in a  kitchen cupboard where we keep pots), and usually we air things on a flying nun type of clothes horse.  Last week I decided I’d had enough of this, and that the time had finally come to get a drier.  Perhaps I was spoilt staying with cousin Barbara in England and enjoying the convenience of her drier.  Being a careful shopper I consulted “Consumer” which informed me that a good small, cheap model was made by Fisher and Paykel.  I then investigated prices which ranged from $495 at Smith’s City and Powerstore, down to $340 at Farmers, plus an extra $35-40 for delivery.  As I’m a keen recycler I also rang a couple of second hand dealers and found one who offered an older Fisher & Paykel model, with three month guarantee, and free delivery, for $99.  We went and bought it, they delivered it at lunchtime (all the new ones would have had to wait until Tuesday), and it’s now installed in the shed, with today’s washing happily getting a tumble airing.