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My hands and my mom's were raw from washing clothes with lye soap (see the photo). It sounds like we lived in Dickensian times but it was the same in many ways.
We had to boil enough water to do the wash and to actually boil white clothes in another cooking pot on the stove with lye soap in hopes that stains might come out and the whites will be brighter. No such thing as bleach. We used some blue dye cubes to restore the blue tint to men's shirts and our school uniforms when the shirts faded. Mom starched our shirts with a mixture of flour and water, when flour was available. But we had plenty of DDT to kill pests with in the garden and even vitriol.
Pesticide pump called Flit - it was often used to spray DDT
Photo: Wikipedia
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The tub doubled as a dishwasher, face wash, and a place for newborns to be rocked in. I remember being rocked to sleep in such a tub when I was a toddler and my legs and arms were hanging over the sides, like a chunk of meat too large for the cooking pot.In case you wonder what prompted these memories, I had to do a lot of laundry this week, no scrubbing, just a lazy American folding them and putting them away, washer and dryer did all the work, God bless the person who invented them. But, I’m old, the arthritis hurts, and climbing stairs with a laundry basket is not so much fun as it once was when the novelty of modernity was amazing.
And we have abundant electricity and water thanks to the hard-working entrepreneurs and inventors who were allowed to be individual thinkers instead of serfs to the collective.
When my husband, infant daughter and I first moved to England in the 1970s we didn't have a washing machine. I hated launderettes because it was my weekly, teenage job in our family to wheel down in a cart all the family's clothes to the most boring, desolate launderette in inner city St. Louis. So I decided I could just hand wash all our clothes as most English homes then had really good clothes lines in the backyard. (Our neighborhood association circa 2019 prohibits outdoor clothes lines-unsightly, don't you know!). It was just about do-able, washing all our clothes by hand until I came to the jeans, towels and sheets (and that was just double bed sheets back then). It was one of the most arduous domestic tasks I've ever done, and I only lasted a month at it until we bought a washing machine. So I more than most, have a REAL appreciation for what years and years of such work entailed!!!
ReplyDeleteCapitalism is an amazing thing, not only by inventing the washing machine, but NOW, some launderettes have in-house coffee shops, and even bookstore annexes-even I could handle that.
Thank you, Carol, for adding your story. And may I remind the readers that England is a western nation but none of them are as developed as the U.S. and their ordinary citizens don’t have lives as easy and comfortable as Americans do, only millionaires. We hated our tiny washer and dryer in Italy which could hold enough laundry for two days of clothes and it spun forever and took forever to dry if we did not short-circuited the entire building if we unwisely decided to also make a cup of tea while the dryer or washer were running.
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