Another machine full of lovely clean clothes, another chore ticked off the list. It would be great, if you could actually get into the machine. Instead, you have to spend the next hour or so watching the clothes sit there, not being dried, while you frantically Google how to open a washing machine without the handle.
Even worse, once you’ve gotten around to calling out the engineer, or fashioning some kind of makeshift device with a wooden spoon, the clothes probably smell of mildew and have to be washed again. So much for saving time.