This is the tale of why we had to buy a new doona. For those in far away places, a 'doona' may be known to you as a duvet, quilt etc. :)

My husband and I have a winter doona and a summer doona. The summer doona is thinner and, as you would expect, less warm. The summer doona has been getting pretty icky lately (chocolate stains, sweat, dirt, cat hair etc etc). We decided we would wash the doona in the washing machine. It wouldn't fit. So I said I'd take it to my parents place and wash it in their bigger machine.

My husband had a day off work (I get nervous when he's home alone while I'm working- he does things....)
Anyhoo, he thought he'd wash the doona by hand in our laundry tub. This idea/plan/scheme, whatever you want to call it was a disater of mass proportions from start to finish!

For starters, the laundry tub is even SMALLER than the washing machine. So how he was going to effectively wash the thing, I don't know.

Once he'd somehow managed to wash and rinse the queen sized quilt in a tub not much bigger than an ice cream bucket, he was faced with the problem of how to get the thing outside to dry without dripping gallons of water everywhere.

Now, he hadn't planned to hang the doona over the clothes line where, funnily enough, you hang wet things to dry...no he had decided he was going to DRAPE the wet doona across the top of the very dirty outdoor furniture setting to dry, thus totally defeating the purpose of cleaning the doona in the first place.

So! Once he'd settled on a target location, he had to transport the doona there. What did he decide to use instead of the washing basket? (which we use for carting around wet clothes from the laundry to the clothesline) The container we store the dog's food in of course!

After carefully emptying the large bin full of dog food into a kitchen mixing bowl, he gave the bin a quick rinse and loaded the doona into the food bin.

Feeling rather triumphant and special, he proceeded to the back door with a view to plonking the doona on the aforementioned dirty table. What stopped him? Only the fact that he tripped out the back door, dropping the bin, which then resulting in the spilling of the doona which then landed in a pile of dirt.

It was now time for a new doona.....

Does anyone else's husband/boyfriends etc have extreme difficulty with the simplest of tasks such as mine? Or am I just lucky?