Monday was always
This was the very same washing machine
we had in our kitchen,
The Hotpoint Empress,
not the Princess,
but the pretty impressive Empress!
Largest washing machine on the street, so mum said!
It had a very big, black agitator
in the middle swishing the clothes round.
First delicate whites,
next white sheets,
last dad's mucky pit clothes!
I loved the little door
to the house underneath!
It was a storage area for all associated
I nearly fitted inside that house, as I remember!
I also remember my very best friend Elaine,
she got her wrist stuck in the mangle,
putting her fingers where she oughtn't
when mum had her back turned,
she ended up at the doctors!
The Empress sat next to the pot sink,
it doubled up as a counter
where I was sat at night to get rubbed down
after my bath!