Moving Mountains

Having been away with my brood for five days, my greatest preoccupation since my return has been moving mountains. Mountains of washing. Colour-co-ordinated damp dirty smelly clothes into the washing machine. Then cottons into the tumble drier, synthetic fibres onto the line, underwear onto the airer in the bathroom. After that, the ironing pile reaches mountainous proportions, the sock sorting demands endurance and perseverance beyond belief, and everything has to find its way into the correct drawers and cupboards!

Feels like a mountain of Everest dimensions to me. Sound familiar? Anyway, an ideal opportunity to try a new laundry product. Armed with gallons of Ecover laundry liquid, I have taken on the challenge. I normally use powder, I have to say, and much of the first bottle was spilt on the garage floor by kids rummaging around for matching roller skates. Must learn to screw the top on more securely. Liquid disappears out of the drawer as fast as I pour it and does not sit reassuringly as I shut the drawer like powder does. It requires some faith to believe it could work: sorry, I’m a laundry dinosaur.

Then the worries start. Can a liquid that is less harmful to aquatic life really get my clothes clean? Can a detergent without optical brighteners preserve the look of my clothes? Is less foam really more effective?

Well, as my laundry mountain has begun to shift, I have to say that I have not noticed any difference. Nobody has complained. All smells good. All looks fine to me. And more fish have been saved.

Job done.

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