Yesterday I felt that I'd made a sizeable dent in the ironing mountain.
Clearly I was wrong.
I'm going back to it now. I may be some time.....
Friday, 17 August 2012
You thought I was kidding?
Yesterday I felt that I'd made a sizeable dent in the ironing mountain.
Clearly I was wrong.
I'm going back to it now. I may be some time.....
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An illustration of the reason I wear less than pristinely pressed clothing.
You're saintly. If it has to be ironed, I don't buy it. Except my cotton organdy curtains: three times a year!
My ironing is hidden inside a wardrobe. That way it can't accuse me . . .
Sisyphus work, that's what it is.
Good luck.
My mother kept her ironing in the freezer. When she was ready to iron she let it thaw and it was still damp.
That's not a mountain - you should see mine!
Jan x (debating whether I can face tackling it.)
I am one of these boring people Rachel...I love ironing! Still that is quite a pile...Wish I could help!
Thinking of you and you little family!
(90+ degrees F here on the Pacific NW coast, sipping a lemonade and reading a good book...)
Heavens , that's not an ironing pile , woman . There's nothing there !
Signed : One who knows .
At least it is contained! actually looks quite orderly ...
Anne in England whose stack of white linen shirts resting on a chair appear to be growing ...
My brother's wife, a teacher, used to have enough clothes so that she didn't have to iron for a whole term (she kept the ironing in the loft). My sister, when she was a teacher, would put the ironing in the boot of her car when she had visitors.
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You could bury your ironing in the garden, like Phyllis Diller...
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