I hate ironing with a vengeance and it hates me, after four hours ironing my knees won't bend properly and my hip throbs like mad. I end up walking a bit like John wayne after hes been on a horse all day, stiffy legged and swinging from side to side from my hips as I walk cos I can't bend them. My mum says I should iron in small lots instead of all at once but then I'd be ironing every day and ooooooooooh the thought of that NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I think one day I'll end up having to do it that way but for now I'll carry on just coating myself in arnica gel, do the John Wayne walk for an evening and moaning about it.
|Get off your horse and do the ironing|