The Washing Machine

I brought the washing machine to the new house on Thursday. I set it up and plumbed it in and it didn't work.

I looked all over the place to try and see what was wrong.

Plugged in? Yes.

Fuse blown? No

So I pulled the machine back out and un-plumbed the whole lot. Took the back off it to the exclamation of "What are you doing!" from Mummy. 

"It's not working," 

"Well don't go breaking it"

"Ok"

I turned the machine on its side and took off the bottom cover.

"What are you doing now?" 

"I am trying to fix it!"

That's when I noticed it. Under the drum was the drive motor and hanging off the drive motor was the power cable. This is normally secured to the drive motor connector with a plastic clip that has a locking latch. somehow this had become detached in our move. When I connected it back up, it seated with a very positive click. Innocuous in itself. But when I started to plumb the waste pipe back in I noticed the connector to the downpipe was blanked off.

Now had the machine worked fine instead of standing in the kitchen I would have been swimming in it!

"Wow that's a bit of luck," I said to Mummy, "Obviously we're meant to be here!"

Only when we got to church did M say, "Divine intervention"

Now that set both me and Mummy thinking.