It isn't the iron I've broken this time, it's the ironing board. Somewhere something is chuckling every time I consider laundry. I leant over it in the same way I had done a hundred times and it just sort of sagged, like a well dunked biscuit. I can't get it higher than around knee height now and I have a lot to do. Last week I washed twenty shirts, quite apart from my backlog. I was halfway through ironing one when I got the call that bear had been sick at school and never got back to it. I have just got drenched going to Matalan to find they had none in stock.
I have enough to just about tide me over, with a little help from a towel on a table, until ebay (my friend) hopefully delivers by Wednesday.
I'm not sure I am safe to put a load of washing on, as the washer has been looking a bit limp for the last few months. I think I will risk it as I only have cleaning cloths to wash through. Please let me not have to replace that as well!
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