Farewell Launderettes, everywhere.
We knew you well, spent many a wet Sunday morning watching other people's clothes twisting and tumbling amongst the soap and bubbles.
In the hour and ten, we wondered just how sensible it had been to wash a pink and yellow leotard with the white office shirts, and above all tried each week to summon up the courage to talk to the bar maid from the Midland.
We won't see your likes again.
You dominated the middle decades of the last century, saw off the Laundries, and offered many lonely bed sit people a warm place in which to share the smell of soap suds and the rumble of those hot air driers.
And now most of you have gone, including Gudrun’s which after a decent interval of mourning gave way to Proove, the Italian pizza place.
Picture; Gudrun Launderette, Burton Road, circa 2014, from the collection of Steve Marland
In the hour and ten, we wondered just how sensible it had been to wash a pink and yellow leotard with the white office shirts, and above all tried each week to summon up the courage to talk to the bar maid from the Midland.
We won't see your likes again.
You dominated the middle decades of the last century, saw off the Laundries, and offered many lonely bed sit people a warm place in which to share the smell of soap suds and the rumble of those hot air driers.
And now most of you have gone, including Gudrun’s which after a decent interval of mourning gave way to Proove, the Italian pizza place.
Picture; Gudrun Launderette, Burton Road, circa 2014, from the collection of Steve Marland
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