Ironing has never been one of my favourite pastimes. I know it's something that has to be done but I always put it off. Usually because I've found something better to do. There is a pile of washing waiting for me right now, nicely stacked in the airing cupboard, waiting patiently. It's going to be there a long time, or at least until I run out of other clothes. I'd honestly rather de-ice the freezer than pick up an iron. I'm not alone. I know lots of people who hate ironing and find it a boring chore.
Why is that? Why is it such a chore? Is it because it hurts when you accidentally iron your fingers as well as that tricky hem that just will not lie flat? It never ceases to amaze me that we can fly across the globe, we've even sent man to the moon and yet, after all this time, we are still ironing clothes.
These days ironing is easy. With fabric conditioners, modern fabrics and hi-tech modern irons, it really is a breeze compared to what it must have been like before electricity and easy-care fabrics. Imagine what it must have been like in the days when irons were actually made out of iron. They must have weighed a ton.
This iron must have been one of the heaviest. It's a charcoal iron. Yes, you did read that right. A charcoal iron. An iron you fill with charcoal, hot from the fire. It would have been very heavy and very hot. I wouldn't fancy ironing my fingers with this! Our ancestors sure had it tough.
Bye for now