To iron or not to iron. That is the question I am asking you today. I can more or less predict who will answer that they never iron anything - modern-thinking women all of them.
Well. sorry to them from me, but I have to iron. I don't always feel like standing at the ironing board and yes, it does often make my legs and arms ache. But it is worth it. Sheets - there is nothing in this world more wonderful than sliding between freshly laundered and ironed sheets when the bed has been changed - it makes the effort involved worthwhile. Tea towels - opening the drawer to a neat pile of ironed tea towels - not much effort to iron but a great deal of pleasure to behold as you hang a clean, freshly ironed one on the hook. Shirts - nobody will ever convince me that an ironed shirt doesn't look better on a man than one which has just been hung on a hanger to hang out before being worn. Yes, I am old fashioned, yes I make work for myself, but the satisfaction I get from the results makes it worth it for me.
Another blissfully warm and sunny day. I went into town to meet friend C for a hot chocolate in our favourite cafe - I went in just a sweater and trousers - no sign of a jacket. I understand that it is beginning to go downhill from tomorrow onwards, so let's make the most of it. Now I shall take a gentle stroll round the estate with Madame - she needs the sun on her back too.