When we moved into our home three years ago, we inherited a loud old tumble dryer that a member of the family was about to throw out.
It sounded a lot like a small plane taking off, the door at one point had to be taped shut and it was probably the least efficient white good in the house.
So when it seemed to get noisier, I knew it was only a matter of time before it would come grinding to a complete halt. Lo and behold, it did just that halfway through drying a load of sheets.