The iron failed this week. As cold as the dead frog in the pond. Family pretended not to notice that their clothing was as wrinkled and creased as the skin on a deceased amphibian.
Attempted to heat iron in the way of the ancestors on top of the wood stove. But the heat didn't retain enough to smoothen the cloth. Eventually gave in and had to purchase a new one, failing even to find a second hand model in the BHF shop.
Back light fell of my bike again. Slippers come unstuck. Must stop now and mend young Effies only school skirt before it splits to unacceptable level.