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Question 163

The hour between washes

Text A: an original contemporary practice extract.

I began using the laundrette after I moved into a flat with no washing machine. At first I treated the hour as dead time: a basket at my feet, a book open on my lap, the glass turning and turning. Then I started recognising people. We did not become friends, exactly. We held a door, shifted a basket, or agreed that the machine at the end made an alarming noise. The small exchanges made an unfamiliar neighbourhood feel less sealed off.

One rainy evening, a child dropped a mitten between the chairs. Three of us noticed at once. The parent thanked us, and for a moment our separate errands seemed to belong to the same place. I could have washed my clothes at a relative’s house, but I would have missed that ordinary company. Nobody had arranged it; it grew out of waiting in the same room.

I still take a book. I do not need the laundrette to be lively, and most visits pass without conversation. But I no longer think of the hour as empty. The machines do their work, and the people nearby quietly make the place feel inhabited.

Text B: an original contemporary practice extract.

I go to the laundrette when I want to be alone without being shut indoors. I choose the chair facing the window, put my headphones on and watch the street through the glass. The other customers are close enough to share the warmth, but nobody expects me to explain myself or make conversation. That balance is rare.

A neighbour once waved me over to join a conversation about a broken umbrella. I smiled, but stayed where I was. It was not rudeness. I had come there after a crowded day and wanted company only in its quietest form: people nearby, each occupied with their own things. The room allowed that without making solitude feel dramatic.

The laundrette is not a community centre, and it does not need to become one. Its usefulness is partly in the freedom to speak or not speak. The steady rotation of the machines gives the hour a shape; beyond that, I am content to leave the other lives in the room unread.

Compare how the writers present their ideas and perspectives about using a laundrette. Support your comparisons with detailed references to both texts.

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2 Component 2: Non-fiction and Transactional Writing Questions

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