I'm back to tell the adventures of my mother, this time in my new house in Milan.
After a fine day to regurgitate the most several fragments of red berries cereal with milk, into action my helper.
Among the elements of his cunning plan, in pole position: to change the sheets!
The machine starts to turn ... washing, spinning and all .... in the meantime I malatuccia sprawled in bed, I look around in search of the remote control .... bah ... can not find it anywhere. Yet strange, I just seemed to have left it on the bed!
fact, my memory is not infallible is flawless ..... was on the sheets and linens remained, following them relentlessly into the washing machine.
Bello wash and clean, it works even better than before!
