As I had done on so many occasions, I quietly mentioned to Jacques that our search to find a boat sized washing machine had been completely without success and I had no expectation whatsoever of receiving a response other than that of a sympathetic bystander who must remember to ask Patrice where they come from.
I am not sure whether it was because of the slight waver in my voice, or the barely detectable increase in pitch, or simply the hang dog look as I explained that my beloved had spent all Mother's Day washing and surely she couldn't expect me to come up from the engine bay covered in grime to wring all the clothes out, but whatever the case, the answer was surprising.
"I will see Michel, I think we have one in our store."
My heart skipped a beat and I decided to press my luck.
"I don't suppose you'd have a boiler with an engine heat exchanger AND an electric element would you? 500 Watts?"
"Yes we have one in the showroom."
Excellent, I'll set up the clothes line ready then.
Excellent, I'll set up the clothes line ready then.
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