I think your critic was taking things a little too far now that 'washing day' actually means bundling some fabric into a programmed machine and pushing a button!
When my appreciative family say, 'Oh, thanks for washing my ... whatever...' I say, 'Well, I didn't have to take it down to the river and beat it on the rocks, you know.'
It reminds me of the labour of the old days. My dad bought my mother the first electic copper in our street to boil her washing in. What luxury! And I vividly remember her putting sheets thorough the mangle which was a heavy job for a small woman.
In 1979 we were given a twintub for a wedding present by my MIL who thought it was absolute heaven compared with what she had to use when she was young and first married. (Nappies on a line.) However, we still had to stand over the machine and bundle the wet clothes from one tub to another.
A couple of years later we were 'fully automatic' and then added a tumble dryer.
Washing is a pleasure now.
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